New York, New York This is not an illusion This is not a temptation People always try to feel People always try to feel something different Breathing in to the good times Breathing out to the bad times Everything's alive Everything inspiring for human poetry It's not enough, New York It's not enough, New York You were made of a endanger You are made of embracement But I' m just a hope But I' m just a hope, you claimed, like the others Now I hope I could be loved Now I need to give more love Turning to my left, turning to my right I see tears on your face It's not enough, New York It's not enough, New York