記憶裡有一個廣告，
黑白的畫面中，
是一個又一個老人孤單的身影；
走在公園裡，或坐在路邊，
佝僂乾扁的身軀，滿臉的皺紋，
髮絲在空中飛揚。
有人看著天空，看著人來人往，或者只是低著頭，
但眼睛裡都充滿落寞、毫無生氣。
於是，路易斯‧阿姆斯壯用他沙啞滄桑的聲音唱著，
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 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

Oh yeah