Текст песни Angels in Harlem (Peter Clayton) с переводом

I know Harlem can’t be heaven

'Cause New York is right down here on earth

I know Harlem can’t be heaven

New York is right down here on earth

But it’s headquarters for brown-skinned angels

From ev’rywhere else in this world

I feel sorry for policmen

The Doctor walk a Halem beat

Yes, I feel for policemen

The Doctor walk a Harlem beat

The po' man can’t keep his mind on his business

Wit' all them angels on the street

Plain lookin' women live out in the country

'Cause folks just don’t want 'em 'round

Plain lookin' women live out in the country

'Cause nobody just don’t want 'em 'round

When ya find a ugly woman, livin' in Harlem

She’s either rich or from some other town

'Play the blues, John Davis!'

'That's what I’m talkin' bout'

'Ah, that’s what I mean!'

'Oh, look at ya, look at ya!'

'Come here landlady, look what this man done!'

I know blues singers don’t go to heaven

'Cause Gabriel boss them out

I know blues singers don’t go to heaven

'Cause Gabriel boss them out

But all the good ones go to Harlem

And help them angels beat it out

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