Cherka Trova
I see trees of green, red roses too

I watch them bloom for me and you

And I think to myself: what a wonderful world



I see skies of blue, clouds of white

The bright blessed day and 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 the people passing by

I see friends shaking hands, saying: how do you do?

What they're really saying is: I love you.



I hear babies cry, I watch them grow

They'll know much more than I'll ever know

And I think to myself: what a wonderful world

Yes I think to myself: what a wonderful world



(с) Lous Armstrong

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