Autumn In New York

Autumn In New York - Frank Sinatra (弗蘭克·辛納屈)

Autumn in New York

Why does it seem so exciting (inviting)

Autumn in New York

It spells the thrill of first-nighting

(glittering crowds and shimmering clouds)

In canyons of steel

They're making me feel - I'm home

It's autumn in New York

That brings a (the) promise of new love

Autumn in New York

Is often mingled with pain

Dreamers with empty hands

(They) All sigh for exotic lands

(But) It's autumn in New York

It's good to live it again

Lovers that bless the dark

On benches in Central Park

(But) It's autumn in New York

It's good to live it again