Tekstovi: Alicia Keys. Empire State Of Mind II (Broken Down).

Ooh, New York
Ooh, New York

Grew up in a town that is famous as a place of movie scenes
Noises always loud
There are sirens all around
And the streets are mean

If I can make it here
I can make it anywhere, that's what they say
Seein' my face in lights
Or my name on marquees found down on Broadway

Even if it ain't all it seems
I got a pocketful of dreams

Baby, I'm from New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York

These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it for New York, New York, New York

On the avenue, there ain't never a curfew
Ladies work so hard
Such a melting pot, on the corner selling rock
Preachers pray to God

Hail a Gypsy Cab
Takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge
Some will sleep tonight
With a hunger for more than an empty fridge

I'm gonna make it by any means
I got a pocketful of dreams

Baby, I'm from New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York

These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it for New York, New York, New York

One hand in the air for the big city
Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty
No place in the world can compare
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York

These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it for New York