Só pra o primeiro não ficar triste e sozinho, vai um post que tem tudo a ver com o blog: a letra de New York, New York, do homem que captou esta cidade como niguém.



New York, New York
Frank Sinatra

Start spreading the news, I'm leaving 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't 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 list - king of the hill
A number one

These little town blues, are melting away
I'm gonna make a brand new start of it - in old New York
And if I can make it there, Im gonna make it anywhere

It's up to you - New York, New York
New York

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