Answer:
Come up and let us go. Go down and here we stay.
This thing runs but cannot walk, sometimes sings but never talks. Lacks arms, has hands; lacks a head but has a face.
What moves without seeing and cries without eyes?
I'm full of holes, yet I'm full of water.
Lovely and round, I shine with pale light, grown in the darkness, a lady's delight.
What do angels sing in the shower?