I see trees of green,
red roses,too,
I see them bloom for me an you,
and I think to myself: What a wonderful world!
I see skies of blue und 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 go-in´ by.
I see friends shaking hands,
say in´>How do you do<
they´re really say-in >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 woderful World
red roses,too,
I see them bloom for me an you,
and I think to myself: What a wonderful world!
I see skies of blue und 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 go-in´ by.
I see friends shaking hands,
say in´>How do you do<
they´re really say-in >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 woderful World
