Someone has beaten you, dear world
Someone has blinded you, dear world
And those who love you defiantly insist
That you get off that critical list
One person can beat a drum
And make enough noise for ten
One person can blow a horn
And that little boom
And that little blare
Can make a hundreds others care
If one person can beat a drum
And one person can blow a horn
If one person can hold a torch
Then one person can change the world!
If music is no longer lovеly
If laughter is no longer lilting
If lovers arе no longer loving
Then I don't want to know
My memories all are exciting
My memories all are enchanted
My memories burn in my head with a steady glow
So if, my friends, if love is dead
I don't want to know
Here's from the whole human race, world
You're not a terminal case, world
We're not quite ready to trade you for the moon
So be a dear world
Dear world
Dear world
And get well soon!