Текст песни Angel Of Eighth Avenue

The willow in the wind is gently weeping

No city lights tonight for she is sleeping

But in a little while she will awake and gently smile

My angel of Eighth Avenue, Manhattan morning

Somewhere a siren sounds and she is turning

She moves my arm around 'cause she is burning

She has so much to give but so little time to live

My angel of Eighth Avenue, Manhattan morning

As I look down the streets are slowly formingMott The Hoople - Angel Of Eighth Avenue - http://ru.motolyrics.com/mott-the-hoople/angel-of-eighth-avenue-lyrics.html

And the ladies of the night have start performing

And the trash-collectors horn, salutes the dawning

And soon the work ward bound will they wake up yawning

And soft warm hands behind that give no warning

Tell me, for just one hour have I been learning

I have so much to say but so little time to stay

With my angel of Eighth Avenue, Manhattan morning

With my angel of Eighth Avenue, Manhattan morning