'RAINDROPS FALLING ON MY HEAD'
by Thaddeus Hutyra
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Raindrops falling on my head
my beautiful New York City
chiseled in my mind.
Raindrops falling on my head
every time I walk on your avenues
my symphonic New York City.
Raindrops falling on my head
from archangels’ ambrosia
for they love you, New York City
as I do!
New York, my New York City
you, shrouded in your glory
of the present and the past
certainly also forever.
Enshrined by the Sun’s rays
and the very skyscrapers
with the Freedom Tower on top.
How you shine, my dear NYC
as if you were a starship
across the Universe!
Labyrinthine in a delightful way
although to the point
I feel mazed at times
Yet it empowers me
with happiness.
Magnificent Times Square
the Crossroads of the World
dazzles me the most!
Smashing Broadway follows
and its Theater District
the shine of the world!
So many theaters
I have difficulty to choose one
Lyceum, Lyric Theater, Hudson one
Schubert Theater, New Amsterdam one
New Victory Theater, Broadhurst one
Apollo Theater or the Palace one
so many of them, all glittering
like the nightly stars on the sky.
The Broadway classics
feeling like best chocolates
melting in my mouth
The Phantom of the Opera
Jersey Boys, Wicked, Chicago,
Mamma Mia, Annie, Billy Elliot
alongside staggering number of plays,
musicals, symphonies.
New York, my New York City
you, shrouded in your glory
all the time.
On the mornings
when the Sun’s first twilight rays
bring waves of life afresh.
At rainy times
when you are fogged
in the mist.
At quiet nights
when you are shrouded
by the sky’s starry crown.
Always you are there,
splendid in your endless magics
Your glory far reaching
never ever ending, forever.
For you are chiseled in my mind
my beautiful New York City
Chiseled in stone
and greatness of your spirits.
O! New York City
chiseled in my mind!
O! New York City
you that never sleep!
O! New York City
how I am stunned, flabbergasted!
For it is you, New York City
you, my spirits, my soul!
Wow, raindrops falling on my head
my beautiful New York City
chiseled in my mind.
Raindrops falling on my head
every time I walk
on your avenues
my symphonic New York City.
Raindrops falling on my head
from archangels’ ambrosia
for they love you, New York City as I do!
Author: Tadeusz Hutyra
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