The ink is black, the pages are white, together we learn to read and write.
A child is black, a child is white, the whole world looks upon the sight, a beautiful sight.
And now a child can understand that this is the flow of the land.
The world is black, the world is white, it turns by day and then by night.
A child is black, a child is white, together they grow to see the light.
To see the light.
The world is black, the world is white, it turns by day and then by night.
And now at last we plainly see, we have a dance of liberty.
The world is black, the world is white, it turns by day and then by night.
A child is black, a child is white, the whole world looks upon the sight, a beautiful sight.
The world is black, the world is white, it turns by day and then by night.
A child is black, a child is white, the whole world looks upon the sight, a beautiful sight.



Books upon the side
The world is black
The world is white
The world is black
The world is white
A child is black
A child is white
Together we learn
To read and write