In the middle of Manhattan
There's a spot unlike the rest
An actual oasis
It's like New York, but undressed
I'm talking 'bout a place That all the bustle seems to pass
What's this place I speak of?
Why, I'm so glad you asked
It's Central Park
It's a haven, it's a jewel
And it even has a pool
The city's little refuge Filled with kind of art and art
And guess what?
It's central in my heart
The cops patrol on horsies
As the kiddos hide their weed
Be cool. Be cool.
There's tennis players deucin'
And he just deuced for free Good job!
See Rollerbladers tripping
Yogis doing downward dog
And truant students skipping
While their Waspy mothers jog
Built in 1857
Where all rats go to heaven
It used to be a village
But no one talks about that part
It's central in my heart
And in this gorgeous haunt You'll find all you'd ever want
Picnics on the giant lawn
Rowboats floating on the pond
Carts with churros, mangoes too
- Hey, halal - Hello to you
- Shakespeare plays - Folksy tunes
- Bucket drummers - Fun cartoons
People play and people sing That guy won't do anything
- The park's a meeting spot - A melting pot
It's like this souvenir I bought
- An equalizer - An exerciser
A perfect place to wear my visor
Where the animals can talk
My mistake They cannot talk
Grandiose and glorious Unlike any place on Earth
Where else can your son and daughter Splash in dirty hot dog water?
Here at the midpoint
A park that's so central
The name's not that clever
But screw it, whatever
In my heart
你好 我是个谦虚的吟游诗人 一个街头艺人
Hi. I am a humble troubadour, a busker.
They call me Birdie, 'cause I sing like a bird,
and I've bathed in that fountain.
And this behind me is Edendale "Castle."
I'm putting quotes around "castle"
because I think it was originally built to hold shovels, or b--
horse bones or dead people.
But now, this is where the manager of the park lives with his family.
我们去瞅瞅里面 这不变♥态♥ 我是旁白者
Let's peek inside. It's not creepy. I'm the narrator.
But we should, you know, not get caught.
不是因为这变♥态♥ 但我们... 总之小心为上
Not 'cause it's creepy, but we should-- Let's just be cautious.
Their mom is Paige.
And the dad is Owen.
He's the park manager.
That's why he's wearing those shorts. They tell you he's in charge.
- Does anybody hear whispering? - Damn it.
Well, happy Hot Lips Turtlehead Day, everyone.
The coolest annual flower blooming celebration on earth.
我们激动吗 我们要跳舞吗 嗯 跳起来
Are we excited? Are we dancing? Yeah, we're dancing.
-那是跳舞吗 -手臂也许算 腿嘛 说不好
- Is that dancing? - Arms, maybe. Legs, I don't know.
I love Hot Lips Turtlehead Day.
More than graffiti removal week?
Oh, I do love that.
But yes, even more.
And I've got stickers for the crowd this year.
Dad, you know that "turtleheading" also means
when you really have to go to the bathroom?
嗯 乌龟会急切地伸出它的头 不是吗
Yeah, the turtle sticks his little head out eagerly. No?
Oh, no. Oh, no. I made so many of these.
It doesn't matter.
People are still gonna show up this year. Still gonna have a good time.
People probably aren't gonna show up this year,
and last year wasn't great.
Look at that, huh?
New Yorkers just don't get as excited about
flowers blooming as they used to.
I blame it on the fact that there's any other thing to do.
I should get going.
Not gonna swing by the flower beds on your way to work?
Today's the day I'm having the big talk with my editor.
Paige works at a small weekly newspaper
that is the number one most left-on-the-subway paper in the city.
Yep. I'm gonna try to convince Marvin to let me cover actual news.
Can't keep doing fluffy fluff.
I'm a journalist, not a cat.
不管你写什么 妈 我会永远假装我有看过
No matter what you write, Mom, I'll always pretend I read it.
-你 谁是我的特别儿子 -我
- Oh, you. Who's my special boy? - Me.
Look at you. You are my special boy.
Too bad you can't just stick him back up there.
- What? - Nothing.
Well, it's just me and the kids then.
一起赏龟♥头♥花 不对 总是忘记它的意思
Turtleheading together. Nope. Keep forgetting what that means.
When did people decide that?
Wow. Look at the time. Gotta go.
什么 你去哪 不管花了吗
What? Where you going? What about the flowers?
I gotta be somewhere.
To draw. A boy.
I mean, I wanna watch him from afar.
Without his knowledge. But respectfully.
No, of course.
I saw him flying his kite last weekend,
and I don't even care that he's cute.
'Cause I'm not into appearances or athletic shoulders at all.
I don't care.