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(to the tune of the Louis Armstrong song)
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I see skhakh of green, red berries too,
they provide shelter for me and you.
In the sukkah at least, it’s a wonderful world.
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I see skies of blue, and clouds of white,
the bright blessed day, the dark sacred night,
and I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
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(bridge 1)
The colors of the rainbow, on the sukkah walls
and also on the faces of people big and small.
I see friends in the corner sayin’, “How do you do?”
They’re really sayin’ “I love you.”
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When we sit in the sukkah, we know that we’re exposed,
but we’re safe and protected, as every Jew knows.
In the sukkah at least, it’s a wonderful world,
and I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
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(musical interlude)
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(bridge 2)
The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky,
We see them in our neighbors when we look them in the eye.
I see friends walking in, saying “Ḥag same’aḥ to you”.
They’re really saying, “God loves you.”
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The earth is a sukkah, a great one with no walls,
with clouds for the roof, and a canopy of stars.
When everybody knows this, what a wonderful world.
When the green earth is our sukkah, what a wonderful world.
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