Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=72994" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cold Hands From New York</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I came down from albany to new york to find what Id been missin<br>I looked across the river to the city where the windows all stood glistenin<br>I stood listenin<br>Into a tunnel I did rise, like a grave inside, but I was young and able<br>When I came out the other end, ah through the smoke the winter light was feeble<br>Unreadable<br>I was optimistic though, a cabbie told me where to go<br>I thanked him<br>A face of white a face of brown, here a smile, there a look of danger<br>For a stranger<br>It was too unreal for me<br>I found no one who trusted me<br>There was no man could offer me<br>A cold hand from new york<br>Cold hands from new york<br>A voice within you cries wont someone please help me<br>Ill do the same for you one day<br>If you should ever pass my way and need me<br>I came down to live alone in new york the city of the living<br>There were fortunes at my feet but most of men were taking, none we giving<br>Or forgiving<br>Children ran and children played and roses grew in alleyways<br>I saw them<br>There were men who lived in style and others who had died where no one knew them<br>cause they couldnt win<br>There were parks where old men slept and dingy rooms where babies crept unwanted<br>Till I began to ask myself if there was hope or if it mattered what the did<br>Or if they lived<br>It was too unreal for me<br>I found no one who trusted me<br>There was no man could offer me<br>A cold hand from new york<br>Cold hands from new york<br>A voice within you cries wont someone please help me<br>Ill do the same for you one day<br>If you should ever pass my way and need me<br>I came down from albany to new york to find what Id been missin<br>I looked across the river to the city where the windows all stood glistenin<br>I stood listenin<br>There were prophets in the squares and people there who smiled and said forget it<br>There were lovers in the park and there was danger in the dark, I felt it<br>So afraid of it<br>There were preachers of the word and poets who were never heard<br>I heard them<br>There were those who would not try to learn the measure of the lie<br>Theyre livin<br>I heard a young musician play in a place where they paid you not to listen<br>I heard a woman scream for help while men stood by and offered their best wishes<br>Thats how it is<br>It was too unreal for me<br>I found no one who trusted me<br>There was no man could offer me<br>A cold hand from new york<br>Cold hands from new york<br>A voice within you cries wont someone please help me<br>Ill do the same for you one day<br>If you should ever pass my way and need me</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
<img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share">
<script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=72994" data-title="Cold Hands From New York" data-description="I came down from albany to new york to find what Id been missin
I looked across the river to the city where the windows all stood glistenin
I stood listenin
Into a tunnel I did rise, like a grave inside, but I was young and able
When I came out th..."></div>
</div>
</div>