Not too far from our grey cities,
There are skies so clear and blue
There are beaches, there are valleys
Where the sweet sun shines on you.
So, count your garden by the flowers
Never by the leaves that falls
Count your days by golden hours
Don’t remember clouds at all
Count your night by stars, not shadows
Count your life with smiles, not tears
And with joy through all your lifetime,
Count your age by friends, not years.