New York, New York - Luciano Pavarotti/Liza Minnelli/Orchestra Filarmonica di Torino/Marco Armiliato

Lyrics by：Fred Ebb

Composed by：John Kander

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

And steping round it heart of it

New York New York

I wanna wake up in a city that doesn't sleep

To find I'm king of the hill top of the heap

My little town blues are melting away

I'll make a away

Went you when get up low

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 New York

I want to wake up in a city that

Us in the sleeps

To find I'm king of the hell

Had of the mess

King of the

Tap of the

Top of the list

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

I home come true

New York York York

New York

Make away time below

Melt you yeah

Make a brand new start of it in old New York

If I can make it there

I'll make it anywhere

Come on come through

New York

New York