Happiness is hearing the children play
On a warm summer day
And watch their twilight unfold
So innocent and gay
To see the happiness in their face
Run tirelessly around
No matter what colour or race
They immediately all bound
Nostalgic Poems from a Macedonian Village
Happiness is hearing the children play On a warm summer day And watch their twilight unfold So innocent and gay To see the happiness in their face Run tirelessly around No matter what colour or race They immediately all bound
Happiness is hearing the children play
On a warm summer day
And watch their twilight unfold
So innocent and gay
To see the happiness in their face
Run tirelessly around
No matter what colour or race
They immediately all bound