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[originally by Louis Armstrong] I see newborn graves Dirt dimmed with steam Open womb flesh Death and disease And I think to myself, what a wonderful world I see ethnic cleansing Pain beyond belief Whole nations murdered Sorrow and grief And I think to myself what a wonderful world The silhouettes of murder So pretty in the sky Where rapists stair and wonder At children passing by I see friends shaking hands Saying 'How do you do' But they're really saying Hey, Fuck you! I see men talking peace Letras de cancionesWords full of shit Eyes welled with war Poison and deceit And I think to my self what a wonderful world Yeah I think to my self, what a wonderful world. Oh yeah. From Letras Mania