We have all the time in the world
No we don't
Time enough for all the precious things that love has in store
No we don't
Don't worry about a thing
Cos everything little things
Gonna be all right
Is it?
No it's not.
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands.
In the face of certain death
Here's a little poem I wrote
Don't worry be happy
Oh okay then fine
Are you happy now?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem