what a wonderful world_louis armstrong
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom, for me and you,
And I think to myself: what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue, and clouths of white,
the bright blessed day, the dark sacred night.
And I think to myself: what a wonderful world.
The colours of the rainbow,
so pretty in the sky,
are also on the faces,
of people going by.
I see friends shaking hands,
saying: how do you do?
They're really saying:
I love you.
I hear babies crying, I watch them grow.
They learn much more, than I'll never know.
And I think to myself: what a wonderful world.
Yes, I think to myself: what a wonderful world.
