Spanish Harlem歌词

There is a rose in Spanish
Harlem A red rose up in
Spanish Harlem It is a special one
That never sees the sun
And only comes out when the moon is on the run
And all the stars are gleaming
I'm goin' to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In my garden There is a rose in
Spanish Harlem A red rose up in
Spanish Harlem With eyes as black as coal
That look down in my soul
And starts a fire there and then
I lose control I have to beg your pardon
I'm goin' to pick that rose