Il Sole in una stanza

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 clouds 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 shakin' hands,
sayin' How do you do?
They're really saying I love you
I hear babies cryin',
I watch them grow
They'll learn 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

Il Sole in una stanza

venerdì 26 agosto 2011

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