Louis Armstrong (1968).

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 colour 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?»

Theyre really sayin: «I love you».

I hear babies cry,

I watch them grow,

Theyll learn much more,

Than Ill ever know

And I think to myself,

What a wonderful world,

Yes, I think to myself,

What a wonderful world