Bluebird of Happiness by Sandor Harmati Lyrics
The beggar man and the mighty king are only diff’rent in name
For they are treated just the same by fate
Today a smile and tomorrow a tear
We’re never sure what’s in store
So learn your lesson before it is too late, so
Be like I, hold your head up high
Till you find a bluebird of happiness
You will find greater peace of mind
Knowing there’s a bluebird of happiness
And when he sings to you
Though you’re deep in blue
You will see a ray of light creep through
And so remember this, life is no abyss
Somewhere there’s a bluebird of happiness
The poet with his pen, the peasant with his plow
It makes no difference who you are
It’s all the same somehow
The king upon his throne, the jester at his feet
The artist, the actress, the man on the street
It’s a life of smiles, and a life of tears
It’s a life of hopes, and a life of fears
A blinding torrent of rain, and a brilliant burst of sun
A biting, tearing pain, and bubbling, sparkling fun
And no matter what you have
Don’t envy those you meet
It’s all the same, it’s in the game
The bitter and the sweet
And if things don’t look so cheerful
Just show a little fight
For every bit of darkness
There’s a little bit of light
For every bit of hatred
There’s a little bit of love
For every cloudy morning, there’s a midnight moon above
So don’t you forget
You must search ‘til you find the bluebird
You will find peace and contentment forever
If you will—
Be like I, hold your head up high
‘Til you see a ray of light and cheer
And so remember this, life is no abyss
Somewhere there’s a bluebird of happiness
For they are treated just the same by fate
Today a smile and tomorrow a tear
We’re never sure what’s in store
So learn your lesson before it is too late, so
Be like I, hold your head up high
Till you find a bluebird of happiness
You will find greater peace of mind
Knowing there’s a bluebird of happiness
And when he sings to you
Though you’re deep in blue
You will see a ray of light creep through
And so remember this, life is no abyss
Somewhere there’s a bluebird of happiness
The poet with his pen, the peasant with his plow
It makes no difference who you are
It’s all the same somehow
The king upon his throne, the jester at his feet
The artist, the actress, the man on the street
It’s a life of smiles, and a life of tears
It’s a life of hopes, and a life of fears
A blinding torrent of rain, and a brilliant burst of sun
A biting, tearing pain, and bubbling, sparkling fun
And no matter what you have
Don’t envy those you meet
It’s all the same, it’s in the game
The bitter and the sweet
And if things don’t look so cheerful
Just show a little fight
For every bit of darkness
There’s a little bit of light
For every bit of hatred
There’s a little bit of love
For every cloudy morning, there’s a midnight moon above
So don’t you forget
You must search ‘til you find the bluebird
You will find peace and contentment forever
If you will—
Be like I, hold your head up high
‘Til you see a ray of light and cheer
And so remember this, life is no abyss
Somewhere there’s a bluebird of happiness