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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
--
--- Louis Armstrong ---

Kamis, 9 September 2004. Aku tidak sedang melihat keindahan.
Hanya debu, abu, dan kilatan panas membubung. Sementara tubuh yang fana itu tergeletak.
Dan tak mungkin bertanya lagi : siapa yang melarangku menyanyikan lagu itu?
Siapa? Siapa? Siapa? Siapa?Siapa?

-- Untuk korban tragedi bom kuningan -