What a day in London (English)

The sun comes up, the lamps go down
The day begins in London town
There’s tea to brew and buns to bake
And some who just refuse to wake
While shops are stocked and flocks are fed
The midnight men drift home to bed
School bells chime and church bells ring
Children whine, peddlers sing
What a day in London, come and see who’s here
Everybody knows someone, they come from far and near
They bring their geese, their finest fleece
To please the keenest eye
And hope and pray someone will say
There’s something they might buy
With pigs to slop and fish to gut
It ain’t exactly heaven but
We thank the Lord and kiss the ground
For bread and board in London town
The upper crust lie fast asleep
But some of us has got floors to sweep
One day’s like the day before
Can’t complain if there’s no war
What a day in London, everthing’s for sale
Cabbages and onions
Look up, who’s that?
That girl up in the tree
It’s not a dream, it’s moving, see?
Good grief, what can it be?
Look there, I swear she’s flying through the air
She must be wild, she’s just a child
I wish I had her hair

My heart is pounding like a drum, I can’t believe my eyes
In London people seem to come in every shape and size
So many paths, I wonder how they find their way
So many signs, I wonder what they really say
London is everything I’ve heard and more
London is nothing like I’ve seen before
Music and feathered hats and roofs that shine
With flags flying higher than a pine

She seems so sweet, she means us well
Size twenty feet, how can you tell?
We’ll rue this day, you wait and see
What is to be or not to be

How do they build their huts so tall? Can this be all one tribe?
The things they sell, the things I smell, I never could describe
These cakes taste just like berries picked this very day
The sound a river makes still takes my breath away
London’s as busy as a hive of bees
Grandmother Willow would just love these trees
Crowded and loud, but so exciting too
With colors I never even knew

What a day in London, nothing strange at all
’Cept the girl with someone maybe ten feet tall
This day’s become a day no one is likely to forget
A day we’ll all remember as the day two worlds have met
Such beauty’s rare, I’m quite impressed

London is everything
One mustn’t stare, she’s barely dressed
I’ve heard and more
The strength of ten, that’s what I heard
London is nothing
She’s won the men, just take my word
Like I’ve seen before
A bright young thing to venture here
Music and feathered hats
It will be __, dear
And roofs that shine
Perhaps some brew to quench your thirst
Not with you, I saw her first
With flags flying higher than a pine
What a day in London, history was made
Take away the mystery, then you’re not afraid
We’ve seen a girl
I’ve seen a world
We never dreamed we’d see
I never dreamed I’d see
What an extra special day, unique in truly way
How wonderful this London day turned out to be