Idioma Origen:
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, 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 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 ever know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world
Idioma Destino:
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, 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 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 ever know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world