Answer:
I look at you, you look at me, I raise my right, you raise your left
What flies forever, rests never?
What goes up when the rain comes down?
You can break it or drink water from it.
Who plays when he works and works when he plays?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.