Contemplation Rose
Puerto rican nursery rhymes
Angels in the snow and thyme
And Im keeping my mind on that rose
In a church in spanish harlem
Got watchtowers and awakes for free
In the laundromat for you and me
But you cant take me down that way
As Im not sinking
And if we go down one time
Next times not gonna be the last time
And Im contemplating that rose
In a church in spanish harlem
Didnt I bring you precious gifts
Came to kiss you on the lips
Didnt even appear
To beg your pardon
To lay out in the morning sun
Feel the cool breeze and the one
Right there in, in my garden
Puerto rican nursery rhymes
And angels, and angels, and the snow and thyme
But Im keeping my mind on that rose
In a church in spanish harlem
Yeah, and if we go, if we go down one time
The next time will not be the last time, and im
Keeping my mind on that, contemplating that rose
Up in a church in spanish harlem
And if we go down one time, you know
The next time it wont be the last time
And Im contemplating that rose
In a church in spanish harlem
And Im contemplating that rose
In a church in spanish harlem
And Im contemplating, and Im contemplating that rose
In a church in spanish harlem
And Im contemplating that rose
In a church in spanish harlem
And Im contemplating that rose
In a church, in a church in spanish harlem
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Spanish Harlem
There is a rose in spanish harlem
A rose that grows in spanish harlem
Its never seen the sun
It only comes up when the moon is on the run
And all the stars are leaving
Well, it grows right in the street
Up between the concrete
But soft and sweet, and (breathing? ? )
There is a rose in spanish harlem
A rose that grows in spanish harlem
Oh, with eyes as black as coal
That reach down in my soul
And start a fire I cant control
I beg your pardon
Well, I want to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In my garden
There is a rose in spanish harlem
There is a rose in spanish harlem
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Spanish Harlem
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
It is a special one, it's never seen the sun
It only comes out when the moon is on the run And all the stars are gleaming
It's growing in the street right up through the concrete
But soft and sweet and dreamin'
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black as coal that look down in my soul
And starts a fire there and then I lose control I have to beg your pardon
I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden
I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
song performed by by Tom Jones
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Harlem Woman
Written by orbison/melson
The woman is out on her own.
Walking the streets, sad and alone.
Yes she sells herself for nickles and dimes.
These are hard times for a harlem woman.
Harlem woman.
Yes you work at night.i have held you tight.
But youre not aware of how much I care.
No you cant see your babys been hungry and cold.
So long nights through, go on and do what you must do,
I love you.i love you harlem woman.
Harlem woman.
Sometimes I cry, but Ill get by till your mine alone.
So carry on to other arms,tender but strong.
Till you belong to me
Harlem woman hang on.
Ill take you away.
Someday Ill set you free to be with only me.
Till then Ill know,...
Lord knows, Ill know
They can buy the body
But not the soul of my harlem woman
Harlem woman, harlem woman
Hang on
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Love Me (feat. Mase)
Do That Puff Daddy Ish Son
Mase:
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah What What What
ATL Harlem World ATL
ATL Harlem World ATL
112 Harlem World 112
112 Harlem World 112
Harlem World ATL 112
112 Harlem World ATL
Yeah Kid You Don't Stop
We Won't Stop
You Don't Stop
Come On
112:
Baby Whenever I'm With You
No One Else Exists But You
Cause You're The One For Me
Every Time That We're Apart
You're Always In My Heart
And There You'll Always Be
(1) Baby Don't Go
Your Love's So Special
Can't Let Me Go
Now If I Did Wrong, I'm Sorry
No Other Love Is For Me
(2) Love Me, Hold Me (Why Don't You)
Squeeze Me (Love Me, Never Let Me Go, Baby)
Hug Me, Kiss Me (Why Don't You)
Love Me (Love Me, Never Let Go)
Whenever I'm On My Way Home
Just Can't Wait To Be Alone
With You My Baby
Anticipating How You'll Feel
Listen To Me, I'm For Real
When I Say I Love You
Repeat 1
Repeat 2
Mase:
Uh, Uh, Uh, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, What, What, What
Come On, Yeah Kid, Harlem World On The Rise
With 112 And You Don't Want No Problem With These Guys
Yo, You Cats Never Want No Problem Like We Want It
When Harlem World Doubled Up, We Put G's On It
I'm Pushin New 700 M.G.'s On It
And If You Can't See The Ice, That Means My Sleeves On It
You Know I Dress As I'm Suppose To Stretch Lex With A Chaffuer
Never Sober, Red Testarossa, Cherry Rover Baguettes In My Jehovah
Me And Puff At The Grammy's, Sittin Next To Oprah (And The Winner Is)
What We Hear Is Platinum That, Platinum This, Platinum Whips,
Nobody Got No Platinum Hits
Cats Know With Me Platinum Always Wraps My Wrist
I Come To The Awards, Quadruple Platinum Chicks
Little Ones Like Twenty Five, What Cats Get Smacked With
Big Ones Like Forty Five, What Cats Get Clap With
I React Sick Whenever My Dough Ain't Accurate
Harlem World, Jr. Mafia, Yeah And That's It
Come On
Repeat 2 Til End
song performed by by 112
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Sex & The Church
Though the idea of compassion
Is said to be
The union of christ
And his bride, the christian
Its all very puzzling
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
And the church
And the church
All the great mystic religions
Put strong emphasis, on
Redeame this spiritual qualities
Of sex of sex
Chrstianity
Has been pretty modern
About sex
Of sex of sex of sex of sex
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex sex
I think there is a union
Between the flesh and the spirit
Its sex and the church
Sex and the church
All religions mother
Give me youre freedom of spirit
And the joys of the flesh
Of sex sex sex and the church
Give me youre freedom of spirit
And the joys of the flesh
Of sex sex sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
And the church
And the church
Sex sex
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex sex
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
And the church
And the church
Sex sex
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex sex
Sex
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex sex
song performed by by David Bowie
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As a Latino growing up in Spanish harlem, it's not easy trying not to be hot-headed.
quote by Erik Estrada
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Some Have Steeples. Some Don't
What do I think of church?
'Yes! '
Church?
Like in 'church' church?
'Yes! '
Well...
Some have steeples.
Some don't.
Some have people.
Some wont.
Some are religiously political.
And some are politically religious.
My vehicle is my church.
And that's all I care about.
'Oh?
So your 'car' is your church? '
Oh.
No no!
My 'body' is my church.
It is my sanctuary.
Now...
Keep in mind,
I am not devoted to keep it as pure,
As it should be.
But I do the best I can,
Not to be led away by temptation.
But everyday I pray to be forgiven,
Of those 'sins' I know I should not enjoy!
However...
You can find me anytime,
Self righteously defending...
My point of view.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Juke Box Love Song
I could take the Harlem night
and wrap around you,
Take the neon lights and make a crown,
Take the Lenox Avenue busses,
Taxis, subways,
And for your love song tone their rumble down.
Take Harlem's heartbeat,
Make a drumbeat,
Put it on a record, let it whirl,
And while we listen to it play,
Dance with you till day--
Dance with you, my sweet brown Harlem girl.
poem by Langston Hughes
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Take The A Train
You must take the a train
To go to sugar hill way up in harlem
If you miss the a train
Youll find you missed the quickest way to harlem
Hurry, get on, now its coming
Listen to those rails a-thrumming
All aboard, get on the a train
Soon you will be on sugar hill in harlem
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Spanish Rose
The wine beneath the bed,
The things weve done and said
And all the memories that come glancing back to me
In my loneliness
Youre standing in the breach
Beyond that stretch, but our love will reach
Unconsciousness that find me sometimes wondering
Where youre at.
Hmm, take me back again,
Take me back one more time, spanish rose.
The way you pulled the gate
Behind you when you said, it aint too late,
Come on, lets have a ball
And swing the town tonight.
And hoping youd come through
And many others, too,
And all the friends we used to have in days gone by,
Im wondering
If youll take me back again,
Take me back one more time, spanish rose.
And when the lights went out
And no one was abandoning the country in full bloom,
In the room we danced
And many hearts were torn
And when the word went around that everything was wrong
And couldnt be put right
It tore me up, it tore me up.
In slumber you did sleep,
The window I did creep
And touch your raven hair and sing that song
Again to you.
You did not even wince,
You thought I was the prince
To come and take you from your misery
And lonely castle walls.
Ah, take me back again,
Take me back one more time, spanish rose.
(fadeout)
Ah ah, ah ah,
Mmmj, mmm,
Da da da di da da da ...
song performed by by Van Morrison
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We had the skirts with the slits up the side, sort of tough, sort of Spanish Harlem cool, but sweet too.
quote by Ronnie Spector
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Harlem Rain
R.sambora
The old man down on the corner
Is downing in his pain
I can see the sorrow in his eyes
His tears, the leave a stain
The streets have left him broken
Hes in the final phase
Its been a long hard road
From his glory days.
Theres a tatoo of his sweetheart
Fading on his arm
He talks of painful tragedy
How he lost his lucky charm
His memory is clouded
From the thunder in this vein
Hes vanishing, vanishing gone
In the harlem rain.
Harlem rain coming down
Another shattered soul
In the lost and found
One more night
On the street of pain
Getting washed away by the harlem rain.
On desperation avenue
The devil takes his toll
Where the pushers and the poverty
Slowly claim your soul
When you reached the realization
That you just cant break the chain, no
Youre vanishing, vanishing gone
In the harlem rain.
Harlem rain coming down
Another shattered soul
In the lost and found
One more night
On the street of pain
Getting washed away by the harlem rain (harlem rain).
In your seach for tender mercy
No one seemed to care
The faith that used to be your crutch
Is now your cross to bear
You last yourself so long ago
You dont know who to blame
Youre vanishing, vanishing gone
Vanishing, vanishing gone
Vanishing, vanishing gone
In the harlem rain.
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Mona Lisas & Mad Hatters
And now I know
Spanish harlem arent just
Pretty words to say
I thought I knew
But now I know
That rose trees never grow
In new york city
Until youve seen
This trash can dream come true
Stand at the edge
Have people run you through
I thank the lord
Theres people out there like you
I thank the lord
Theres people out there like you
While mona lisas and mad hatters
Sons of bankers sons of lawyers
Turn around and say
Good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But the cant and that is why
They know not if its
Dark outside or light
This broadways got
Got a lot of songs to sing and
If I knew the tunes
I might join in
Ill go my way alone
Grow my own
My own seed shall be sown
In new york city
Subways no way
For this good man to go down
Rich man can ride
And the hobo he can drown
I thank the lord
For the people I have found
I thank the lord
For the people I have found
While mona lisas and mad hatters
Sons of bankers sons of lawyers
Turn around and say
Good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But the cant and that is why
They know not if its
Dark outside or light
And now I know
Spanish harlem arent just
Pretty words to say
I thought I knew
But now I know
That rose trees never grow
In new york city
Subways no way
For this good man to go down
Rich man can ride
And the hobo he can drown
I thank the lord
For the people I have found
I thank the lord
For the people I have found
While mona lisas and mad hatters
Sons of bankers sons of lawyers
Turn around and say
Good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But the cant and that is why
They know not if its
Dark outside or light
They know not if its
Dark outside or light
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Spanish Eyes
Little christine
Were takin one more run
Secret heart, when the time has begun
Come to part
And hey, youre the one
And now we know
My heart is sold
And though we tried
You took me with your spanish eyes
Hey badlands
Realize
That someone else is yearning
Special sunday night
And baby theres time
Time enough to cry
With all our sad stories
And all the bad that weve done
And all the times
Weve rode on for glory
And ...
And you took me with your spanish eyes
Stretch out baby
And call your daddy home
cause Im runnin tonight
Couldnt be all alone
Yes I know how something died
But baby it was just for kicks
It was just for fun
Even with all the bad that we done
They cant say we didnt try
And I fell for your spanish eyes
Saturday night special
Waitin in the sheets
Oh come on
Talk to me, my sweet
And Ill try to make it complete this timecome close and let me dry your eyes
Let me try to turn the lies
And let me kiss your spanish eyes
Let me kiss your spanish eyes
Let me kiss your spanish eyes
Let me kiss your spanish eyes
Come here, baby
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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One Rose
Rose
One Rose
Two Rose
Twelve Rose
One for each bruise
One Rose
Two Rose
Twelve Rose
One for each time you cheated
One Rose
Two Rose
Twelve Rose
One for each time you forced me
One Rose
Two Rose
Twelve Rose
One for each pointless arguement
One Rose
Two Rose
Twelve Rose
One for each crime
One Rose
Two Rose
Twelve Rose
One for each time you try to end me
One Rose
Two Rose
Twelve Rose
How many more can I live through?
poem by Lexie Night
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Bredon Hill
In summertime on Bredon
The bells they sound so clear;
Round both the shires they ring them
In steeples far and near,
A happy noise to hear.
Here of a Sunday morning
My love and I would lie,
And see the coloured counties,
And hear the larks so high
About us in the sky.
The bells would ring to call her
In valleys miles away:
'Come all to church, good people;
Good people, come and pray.
But here my love would stay.
And I would turn and answer
Among the springing thyme,
'Oh, peal upon our wedding,
And we will hear the chime,
And come to church in time.
But when the snows at Christmas
On Bredon top were strewn,
My love rose up so early
And stole out unbeknown
And went to church alone.
They tolled the one bell only,
Groom there was none to see,
The mourners followed after,
And so to church went she,
And would not wait for me.
The bells they sound on Bredon,
And still the steeples hum.
'Come all to church, good people,' -
Oh, noisy bells, be dumb;
I hear you, I will come.
poem by Alfred Edward Housman
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First rose
A heart of youthful year was yearning,
Crying out the pain; the burning
Tears would e’er remain until
An answer from the man would see them die.
A sympathetic mirror blessed her –
Softened up the curves, caressed her
Skin to help regain a calm –
Assuage a heaving breast and blushing eye.
And through a struggling mind, a chiming:
Someone at the door; the timing
Perfect and exquisite in the
Reconciliation of her woes.
She took the oak to make the parting,
‘Here! ’ a presentation startling.
Drawing deep through radiant lips, she
Kissed her very dream: a crimson rose.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Just One Rose...
that's a homework i need you to tell me if i should hand it to the teacher or not...(:
just one rose, a pretty rose...
just one rose for me with no coze...
just one rose pure and true...
just one rose for me is all i can do...
just one rose somewhere out there...
just one rose for me to care...
just one rose when dark days prevail...
just one rose when people only use petrail...
just one rose and all the time...
just one rosefor me is a crime...
poem by rose of death XxX
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Night Funeral in Harlem
Night funeral
In Harlem:
Where did they get
Them two fine cars?
Insurance man, he did not pay--
His insurance lapsed the other day--
Yet they got a satin box
for his head to lay.
Night funeral
In Harlem:
Who was it sent
That wreath of flowers?
Them flowers came
from that poor boy's friends--
They'll want flowers, too,
When they meet their ends.
Night funeral
in Harlem:
Who preached that
Black boy to his grave?
Old preacher man
Preached that boy away--
Charged Five Dollars
His girl friend had to pay.
Night funeral
In Harlem:
When it was all over
And the lid shut on his head
and the organ had done played
and the last prayers been said
and six pallbearers
Carried him out for dead
And off down Lenox Avenue
That long black hearse done sped,
The street light
At his corner
Shined just like a tear--
That boy that they was mournin'
Was so dear, so dear
To them folks that brought the flowers,
To that girl who paid the preacher man--
It was all their tears that made
That poor boy's
Funeral grand.
Night funeral
In Harlem.
poem by Langston Hughes
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I want people to take pride in Spanish Harlem. These are people that everyone in the community could relate to... people who mean something special to us.
quote by James De La Vega
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