Оригинален текст
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
Right through the very heart of it
New York, New York
I want to wake up in a city
that doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill
top of the heap
These little town blues
are melting away
I'm gonna 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