And all the stars are gleaming
I'm goin' to pick that rose and watch her
But soft and sweet and dreamin'
La la la, la la la, la la la la
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
I'm goin' to pick that rose and watch her
It's growing in the street right up through the concrete
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black as coal that looks down in my soul
As she grows in my garden
It only comes out when the moon is on the run
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
It is a special one, it's never seen the sun
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
As she grows in my garden
And starts a fire there and then I lose control
I have to beg your pardon
La la la, la la la, la la la la
