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...