I sat before the wise man in the autumn of my youth And I told him all the things I had to know He said you have the future if you need to find the truth And in his eyes I saw that it was so.
So I came right out and asked him the meaning of life And as he smiled I saw a twinkle in his eyes He said with all his years there's still so much he has to learn And once again I saw that it was so
Keep on living, living, waiting your turn Is the only way to case your concern If you want to find your dream be sure you don't wake up too soon Or you'll find it easier shooting for the moon
Wise man, wise man which way shall I run There's so many roads so many ways to turn I am like a blind man lost in the sun
На репетиции духового оркестра дирижер делает замечание: - Второй трубач играет фальшиво! Голос из оркестра: - Второй трубач еще не пришел. - Хорошо, скажите ему, когда он придет.
