Кантри Стива Эрла напоминает американцам, что все в их стране - иммигранты и потому кампании "борьбы с нелегальной эмиграцией" - это безумие тех, кто забыл о своем происхождении и страданиях, некогда пережитых предками. Песня, по всеобщему признанию, один из лучших гимнов космополитическому духу Нью-Йорка.
Официальный клип ю-туб скопировать не дает (если хотите посмотреть -
кликайте сюда; имхо, там серия замечательных фотопортретов на улицах и в интерьерах иммигрантских жилищ). Запись в ТВ-студии (что за передача - лучше у наших эмигрантов спросить:):
Steve Earle - City of Immigrants
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Сity of Immigrants (текст)
Livin’ in a city of immigrants
I don’t need to go travelin’
Open my door and the world walks in
Livin’ in a city of immigrants
Livin’ in a city that never sleeps
My heart keepin’ time to a thousand beats
Singin’ in languages I don’t speak
Livin’ in a city of immigrants
City of black, city of white, city of light, city of innocents
City of sweat, city of tears, city of prayers, city of immigrants
Livin’ in a city where the dreams of men
Reach up to touch the sky and then
Tumble back down to earth again
Livin’ in a city that never quits
Livin’ in a city where the streets are paved
With good intentions and a people’s faith
In the sacred promise a statue made
Livin’ in a city of immigrants
City of stone, city of steel, city of wheels constantly spinnin’
City of bone, city of skin, city of pain, city of immigrants
[All of us are immigrants
Every daughter, every son
Everyone is everyone
All of us are immigrants
Everyone]
Livin’ in a city of immigrants
River flows out and the sea rolls in
Washin’ away nearly all of my sins
Livin’ in a city of immigrants
City of black, city of white, city of light, I'm livin' city of immigrants
[All of us are immigrants, every daughter, every son]
City of sweat, city of tears, city of prayers, livin' in a city of immigrants
[Everyone is everyone, all of us are immigrants]
City of stone, city of steel, city of wheels, livin’ in a city of immigrants
[All of us are immigrants, every daughter, every son]
City of bone, city of skin, city of pain, city of immigrants
[Everyone is everyone, all of us are immigrants]
[All of us are immigrants (x2)]