NEW YORK,NEW YORK- FRANK SINATRA

Fuerza, ritmo, alegría…

Start spreadin’ the news,
  I’m leavin’ today
  I want to be a part of it,
  New York, New York…
  These vagabond shoes
  Are longing to stray
  Right through the very heart of it,
  New York, New York…

  I wanna wake up in a city
  That doesn’tr sleep
  And find I’m king of the hill,
  Top of the heap…

  These little town blues
  Are melting away
  I’ll make a brand new start of it,
  In old New York…
  If I can make it there,
  I’ll make it anywhere
  It’s up to you,
  New York, New York…

  New York, New York…

  I want to wake up in a city
  That never sleeps
  And find I’m A-number-one,
  Top of the heap,
  King of the hill,
  A-number-one…

  These little town blues
  Oh they’re melting away
  I’m gonna make
  A brand new start of it
  In old New York
  A-a-a-nd if I can make it there,
  I’m gonna make it anywhere
  It’s up to you,
  New York, New York…
  New York…

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