Alone in New York

Can you hear them
The helicopters
I'm in New York
No need for words now
We sit in silence

Johanna drove slowly into the city, 

the Hudson river all filled with snow, 

She spied the ring on his honor's finger...

Yeah, Imma up at Brooklyn, 

now I'm down in Tribeca, 

right next to DeNiro....

These vagabond shoes,  

Are longing to stray  

Right through the very heart of it  

New York, New York  

Now you’re in New York,
these streets will make you feel brand new,
the lights will inspire you,
lets here it for New York, New York, New York

In New York,

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,

Theres nothing you can’t do...

,

Os dejo con un corto magnifico, del director italiano Giuseppe Vetrano, solo admirenlo y disfrutenlo porque no tengo palabras que hicieran justicia sobre el mismo, simplemente es preciso...

M.