As a Latino growing up in Spanish harlem, it's not easy trying not to be hot-headed.
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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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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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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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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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Head Start is especially important to Latino children. Latino children make up more than one-third, 34 percent, of all those eligible for the program.
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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It Dont Come Easy
(it dont come easy, you know it dont come easy)
(it dont come easy, you know it dont come easy)
Got to pay your dues if you want to sing the blues
And you know it dont come easy
You dont have to shout or leap about
You can even play them easy
Forget about the past and all your sorrow
The future wont last
It will soon be your tomorrow
I dont ask for much, I only want your trust
And you know it dont come easy
And this love of mine keeps growing all the time
And you know it dont come easy
Open up your heart, lets come together
Use a little luck, and we will make it work out better
Got to pay your dues if you want to sing the blues
And you know it dont come easy
You dont have to shout or leap about
You can even play them easy
Please remember peace is how we make it
Here withing your reach, is your freedom to take it
I dont ask for much, I only want your trust
And you know it dont come easy
(de de de) growing all the time
And you know it dont come easy
(thank you)
song performed by by George Harrison
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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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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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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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Red-headed Woman
Well, brunettes are fine, man.
Blondes are fun.
But, when it comes to getting the dirty job done,
Ill take a red-headed woman, a red-headed woman.
Yeah, a red-headed woman sure can get that job done.
Well, listen up, sir,
Your lifes been wasted
Until youve been down on your knees,
Oh, man, tasted a red-headed woman, a red-headed woman.
Yeah, a red-headed woman sure gets a dirty job done.
Eh ha ha woo hoo woo.
Ee ee ah ee ah ha ea ha ha woo woo (etc.)
Yeah, little tight skirt, strawberry hair.
Tell me what youve got, baby, waiting under there.
Big green eyes that look like sun
They can see every cheap thing that you ever done
Well, I dont care how many girls you dated.
Man, you aint lived
Till youve had your tires rotated
By a red-headed woman, a red-headed woman.
A red-headed woman sure can get the job done.
Well, all you girls out there tonight
Sure look fine,
But my heart and soul and this body of mine
Is a red-headed womans, a red-headed womans.
Yeah, a red-headed woman sure gets a dirty job done.
Eh ha ha woo hoo woo.
Ee ee ah ee ah ha ea ha ha woo woo (etc.)
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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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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Theme for English B
The instructor said,
Go home and write
a page tonight.
And let that page come out of you--
Then, it will be true.
I wonder if it's that simple?
I am twenty-two, colored, born in Winston-Salem.
I went to school there, then Durham, then here
to this college on the hill above Harlem.
I am the only colored student in my class.
The steps from the hill lead down into Harlem,
through a park, then I cross St. Nicholas,
Eighth Avenue, Seventh, and I come to the Y,
the Harlem Branch Y, where I take the elevator
up to my room, sit down, and write this page:
It's not easy to know what is true for you or me
at twenty-two, my age. But I guess I'm what
I feel and see and hear, Harlem, I hear you:
hear you, hear me--we two--you, me, talk on this page.
(I hear New York, too.) Me--who?
Well, I like to eat, sleep, drink, and be in love.
I like to work, read, learn, and understand life.
I like a pipe for a Christmas present,
or records--Bessie, bop, or Bach.
I guess being colored doesn't make me not like
the same things other folks like who are other races.
So will my page be colored that I write?
Being me, it will not be white.
But it will be
a part of you, instructor.
You are white--
yet a part of me, as I am a part of you.
That's American.
Sometimes perhaps you don't want to be a part of me.
Nor do I often want to be a part of you.
But we are, that's true!
As I learn from you,
I guess you learn from me--
although you're older--and white--
and somewhat more free.
This is my page for English B.
poem by Langston Hughes
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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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Take Your Whiskey Home
Well, my baby, she dont want me around.
She said shes tired of watchin me fall down.
She wants the good life, only the best.
But I like that bottle better than the rest.
And she said: I think that youre headed for a whole lot of trouble.
Well, I think that youre headed for a whole lot of trouble.
Well, I think that youre headed for a whole lot of trouble.
If you take your whiskey...
Well, that liquor in the nighttime leaves strange memories.
Seems a lifetime since yesterday.
Come the daybreak, come the morrow,
That womans waited up all night for me again.
She said: well, I think that youre headed for a whole lot of trouble.
Yeah, I think that youre headed for a whole lot of trouble.
Yeah, you know that youre headed for a lot of trouble.
If you take your whiskey home.
Some goes to women, some goes to jesus,
Though Im absolutely certain boths all right.
But it takes me at least halfway to the label
fore I can even make it through the night.
Well, I think that youre headed for a whole lot of trouble.
Yeah, I think that youre headed for a whole lot of trouble.
Yeah, you know that youre headed for a lot of trouble.
If you take your whiskey home.
song performed by by Van Halen
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Mi Chico Latino (Charlie Rapino Remix)
Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics.
Donde esta el hombre
con fuego en la sangre
Ive got a secret.I cannot keep it
Its just a wisper of a distant memory
Just a dream or so it seams
Take me back to the place id rather be
You left a fire in my eyes
That lightens up the darkest skies
Im giving up im letting go
I'll find my way so
[Chorus]
Take me back to my sweet lavida
Find my love my dolce vita
Show me where i need to go
Donde esta mi chico latino
La la la la
Ay-y-y-ay
La la la
Stolen moments time has broken
My eyes ares open to this life-long mistery
And so i'll go with what i know
Take my chances and run with destiny
Now there's fire in my eyes
I'll break away and say goodbye
Im free to be im letting go
I'll find my way so
[Repeat chorus]
Ay-y-y
Que sueno, dolce y pequeno
Yo no se yo no se
Pero no es un cuento
Mi corazon con tormento
Chico latino te quiero y simplemente deseo
Yo lo se el camino
Es un sueno latino
[Repeat chorus]
(Take me back to my sweet lavida)
Take me back
Find my find my find mylove my dolce vita
Show me where i need to go
Donde esta mi chico latino
song performed by by Geri Halliwell
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Hard Headed Woman
Im looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will take me for myself,
And if I find my hard headed woman,
I wont need nobody else, no, no, no.
Im looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will make me do my best,
And if I find my hard headed woman
I know the rest of my life will be blessed -- yes, yes, yes.
I know a lot of fancy dancers,
People who can glide you on a floor,
They move so smooth but have no answers.
When you ask whyd you come here for?
I dont know why?
I know many fine feathered friends
But their friendliness depends on how you do.
They know many sure fired ways
To find out the one who pays
And how you do.
Im looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will make me feel so good,
And if I find my hard headed woman,
I know my life will be as it should -- yes, yes, yes.
Im looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will make me do my best,
And if I find my hard headed woman...
song performed by by Cat Stevens
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Hard Headed Woman for M.V.
I’m looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will take me for myself,
And if I find my hard headed woman,
I won’t need nobody else, no, no, no.
I’m looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will make me do my best,
And if I find my hard headed woman
I know the rest of my life will be blessed - yes, yes, yes.
I know a lot of fancy dancers,
People who can glide you on a floor,
They move so smooth but have no answers.
When you ask why’d you come here for?
I don’t know why?
I know many fine feathered friends
But their friendliness depends on how you do.
They know many sure fired ways
To find out the one who pays
And how you do.
I’m looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will make me feel so good,
And if I find my hard headed woman,
I know my life will be as it should - yes, yes, yes.
I’m looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will make me do my best,
And if I find my hard headed woman...
(a song, from Cat Stevens for Manolita)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Jazzonia
Oh, silver tree!
Oh, shining rivers of the soul!
In a Harlem cabaret
Six long-headed jazzers play.
A dancing girl whose eyes are bold
Lifts high a dress of silken gold.
Oh, singing tree!
Oh, shining rivers of the soul!
Were Eve's eyes
In the first garden
Just a bit too bold?
Was Cleopatra gorgeous
In a gown of gold?
Oh, shining tree!
Oh, silver rivers of the soul!
In a whirling cabaret
Six long-headed jazzers play.
poem by Langston Hughes
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