I knew a girl years ago that came on this street for six months or so
Nobody knew where she came from or where later she did go
Now they say’s she’s back on the sidewalk concrete
Nine’s back on Jane Street
Back then
Back then
She stayed for a while with a woman whom they called the collector
She took photos of young girls and showed them on a projector
She promised food if they’d pose on her sheet
Nina’s back on Jane Street.
At times she slept under a bridge and some nights at a hostel in Harlem
Coming home early in the morning and leaving again at two pm
Returning from her unspeakable retreat
Nina’s back on Jane Street.
I couldn’t believe it when I heard she had returned to the neighbourhood
But the other day I turned the corner and suddenly there she stood
Where friends part and lovers meet
Nina’s back on Jane Street.
jeg gik faktisk ned af Jane street i dag!
SvarSletDu er svine heldig at du er i New York. Min bror og mig tjekkede lige google earth idag (bl.a. New York) tænkte på dig, og blev lidt misundelig. Kendte du ikke Nina in real life? En amerikansk venninde?? Jeg viste min mor, bror og brors kæreste vores musik idag. Min mor begyndte at græde:) Og de syntes alle, at du synger rigtig godt! Inklusiv mig selv self!
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