Wonderful World Testo

Testo Wonderful World

(George David Weiss, Bob Thiele)
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, god damn, what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue, clouds of white
Bright blessed days and the dark sacred nights
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are alse on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands, sayin' how do you do
They're really sayin' 'fuck you'
I hear babies cry, 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
What a wonderful world
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