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Rain in new York

A cold, wet,

It's like he's watching me.

Go outside, get in the car. ,

Again mixed up with a huge crowd

Were you the one I loved?

Who did you die for in the winter?

The whole story of life in new York

It's like it's not with me.

I walk quietly through Manhattan,

My heart feels I'm losing you

Will fall on the shoulders of the evening shivering

Will be wrapped in the steam from the breath of the passers-by.

You smiled my Sunny a Bunny

In the cold cities gave me warmly.

But this was, was when the,

Was once,

But it's gone now.