I see trees of green red roses too
I see them bloom for me and for you
And I think to myself
what a wonderful world
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
Bright blessed days dark sacred nights
And I think to myself
what a wonderful world
The colors of a 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 cry, I watch them grow
They’ll 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
....
Louis Armstrong, What a wonderful world, 1967
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