Bright blue the sky. Sun up on high— That was the little boy's picture He drew for you Wrote for you, too Just to make clear what he drew.: May there always be sunshine, May there always be blue skies, May there always be mummy, May there always be me!
My little friend, Listen, my friend, Peace is the dream of the people Hearts old and young Never have done Singing the song you have sung.
Soldier lad, stay! Hear what we say— War would make all of us losers Peace is our prize Millions of eyes Anxiously gaze at the skies.
Down with all war! We want no more. People stand up for you children Sing everyone— Peace must be won, Dark clouds must not hide the sun.
Sun in thy sky, Birds flying by This is the picture You gave me Far down below Someone I know Looked up as though he would say
There could be sun For everyone There could be worlds Filled with laughter Peace is a dream How close it seems When you hold my hand and say
