Para mis amigos

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
Bright blessed days, dark sacred nights
And I think to myself "what a wonderful world".

The colors of a 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"
They're really saying "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".

Louis Armstrong, "What a Wonderful World"