without Ernest Hemingway.
I don't wanna see streets of Havana
without vintage cars.
I don't wanna smoke cigars
without fishermen of the waves on the wharf.
I don't wanna miss
Buena Vista Social Club
without ox drawn cacharros.
Wading foot in turqoise waves I want amigos not being dressed up,but dancing with damas of color coral reefs, sitting on silky sands.Our clay casa might be swept down by dew of dawn but warmth are in abundance in the chambers of our heart.We have been kept at bay.Now we wanna be havanized with you,
o mascota de vecindario amoroso! o hombres y mujers de barrio maravoso!
I don't wanna ride a tide
without Ernest Hemingway.
I don't wanna see streets of Havana
without vintage cars.
I don't wanna smoke cigars
without fishermen of the waves on the wharf.
I don't wanna miss
Buena Vista Social Club
without ox drawn cacharros.
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