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I see trees of green, white faced warriors too
I hear them cry and say good-bye
and I think to myself, what a wonderful world...
I see skies of black, clouds of grey
the bright blessed days are gone away
and I think to myself, what a wonderful world...
The colors of the bombs
are so ugly in the sky,
it's also on the faces
of people going by
I see warriors shaking weapons
saying "You're the next to die"
children asking "Is my Daddy still alive?"
I hear babies cry, will they ever grow?
Will they ever learn much more than we do know?
And I think to myself,...
... "what a wonderful world"

http://www.alles-wird-gut.net/entry.php?id=00981



... mach wieder:

"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, clouds of white
the bright blessed days, and dark sacred nights
and I think to myself, what a wonderful world
The colors of the rainbow
are so pretty in the sky
it's also on the faces
of people going by
I see friends shaking hands
saying "How do you do"
fairies saying "I love you"
I hear babies cry, and I watch them grow
they'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world"

[louis armstrong]
http://www.alles-wird-gut.net/entry.php?id=00980



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