Вступление
I Believe
I believe for every drop of rain that falls a flower grows
I believe that somewhere in the darkest night a candle glows.
I believe for everyone who goes astray someone will come to show the way.
I believe, I believe.
I believe above the storm the smallest prayer will still be heard
I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word.
Every time I hear a new born baby cry or touch a leaf or see the sky.
Then I know why I believe.
Last 2 lines of second verse in Bb
by: José Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com