Spanish Harlem歌词

Spanish Harlem - Rebecca Pidgeon
Lyrics by：Phil Spector
Composed by：Phil Spector
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
She is a special one
She's never seen the sun
She only comes out
When the moon is on the run
And all the stars
Are gleaming
She's growing in the street
Right up through the concrete
But soft and sweet
And dreaming
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
With eyes as blak as coal
That look down in my soul
And start a fire there
And then I lose control
And have to beg
Your pardon
I'm going to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In my garden
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
With eyes as blak as coal
That look down in my soul
And start a fire there
And then I lose control
And have to beg
Your pardon
I'm going to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In my garden
I'm going to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In my garden编辑于2021/02/27更新