Но это не под основу
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.