Paroles de Spanish Harlem

There's a rose in black 'n Spanish harlem A rose in black 'n Spanish harlem It is a special one It never sees the Sun It only comes up when the Moon is on the run And all the stars are gleaming It's growing in the street Right up through the concrete But soft, sweet and dreamin' There's a rose in black 'n Spanish harlem A rose in black 'n Spanish harlem With eyes as black as coal That look down in his soul And starts a fire there and then he looses control I'm gonna beg his pardon, yeah He's going to pick that rose And watch her as she grows In his garden With eyes as black as coal That look down in his soul And starts a fire there and then he looses control I'm gonna beg his pardon, yeah He's going to pick that rose And watch her as she grows In his garden