5:e avenyn - Adolphson & Falk

Msterliga mlningar frgyller slummens hus,

Dr inga glasade fasader reflekterar himlens ljus,

Medan Empire State Building reser sig mot skyn

Ur skuggorna mot ljuset vid 5: e avenyn.

En obruten linje dr kontraster trderfram,

Dr fattiga och rika lever ttt inp varann,

Dr Mr Rockefeller knappast hjer ett gonbryn

Infr dom som inte har n’t mer n 5: e avenyn.

Ner till Washington Square,

En enda mil som speglar

En hel vrld.

Svarta limousiner p parad vid hotell Pierre,

Vlavvgda gester kring en lovande affr,

Medan hundratusen andra frlitar sig p Guds frsyn

Och hoppas p ett under vid 5: e avenyn.

Trottoarernas teatrar ger komedi och tragedi

Fr den bortskmda publiken som skyndar snabbt frbi.

Hr sljer man sin sjl men str nd anonym

I mngden av mnniskor p 5: e avenyn.

Masterful paintings gild the houses of the slums,

Dr no glazed facades reflect the light of the sky,

While the Empire State Building rises towards the sky

Out of the Shadows into the Light of 5th Avenue.

An unbroken line through which contrasts emerge,

Dr. poor and rich live close to each other,

Dr. Mr. Rockefeller hardly raises an eyebrow

In front of those who have nothing more than 5th avenue.

Down to Washington Square,

A single mile that mirrors

A whole world.

Black limousines on parade at Hotel Pierre,

Well-considered gestures around a promising deal,

While a hundred thousand others rely on God's providence

And hope for a miracle at 5th Avenue.

Sidewalk theaters provide comedy and tragedy

For the pampered crowd rushing past.

How to sell your soul but str nd anonymous

In the crowd of people on 5th avenue.