Autumn in New York

Autumn in New York - Frank Sinatra (弗兰克·辛纳屈)

Autumn in New York

Why does it seem so inviting

Autumn in New York

It spells the thrill of first night

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 the promise of new love

Autumn in New York

Is often mingled with pain

Dreamers with empty hands

They sigh for exotic lands

It's autumn in New York

It's good to live it again

This autumn in New York

Transforms the slums into Mayfair

Autumn in New York

You'll need no castles in Spain

Lovers that bless the dark

On benches in Central Park

It's autumn in New York

It's good to live it again