What a worderful joy it's to be young What a lovely feeling It's to be free Every thing that I see, is every thing that I love: the trees the mountains. nature's my love. What a happy feeling, is to pedal on cycling together or cycling alone You are young, even if you're sixty you are young, if you're eighty four... You are young if you're happy If you have energies to live and love... | Youth, what a wordeful state Youth, come and hold my hand... You, if you're happy hold my hand and make a circle under the stars And on and on we go, children of all ages If you are sixty or eighty four Dance and clap together Sing a song of love... |