What a Wonderful World

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

Oh yeah

This is what happens on a beautiful day and I go blog outside.

No matter how beautiful it is, there's always that one little nagging feeling that will hopefully disappear very soon.

¡Que Viva Cuba Libre!