Idioma Origen:
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see'em bloom for me and for you
And I think to my self
What a wonderfull World
I see skies of blue, clounds of white
Bright blessed days, dark sacred nights
And I think to my self
What a wonderfull World
The colors of the rainbow
So pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces
Of people going by
I see friends shaking hands
Say'n how do you do
They are really say'n
I love you
I hear babies cry, I match them grow
They'll learn much more
Than I'll never know
And i think to my self
What a wonderfull World?
Idioma Destino:
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see'em bloom for me and for you
And I think to my self
What a wonderfull World
I see skies of blue, clounds of white
Bright blessed days, dark sacred nights
And I think to my self
What a wonderfull World
The colors of the rainbow
So pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces
Of people going by
I see friends shaking hands
Say'n how do you do
They are really say'n
I love you
I hear babies cry, I match them grow
They'll learn much more
Than I'll never know
And i think to my self
What a wonderfull World?