. On a wonderful time If you're blue and you don't know where to go to. Why don't you go where Harlem flits. Puttin' on the ritz Spangled gowns upon a bevy of high browns. From down the levee, all
wonderful time If you're blue, and you don't know where to go to. Why don't you go where Harlem flits? Putting' on the Ritz. Spangled gowns upon the bevy of high browns. From down the levy, all misfits
ni de rong yan. The north wind flits across the face that's thinking of you. 我把爱烧成了落叶. wo ba ai shao cheng le luo ye. Ashes from my burning heart falls like leaves. 却换不回熟悉的那张脸. que huan bu hui shu xi
