A La Habana
A Charanga do Cuco de Velle
To Havana
To Havana I want to go
To never return again
The fault is yours
That false woman
You cried for my love
You left my affection
And now I cry like a child
That false woman
(repeat)
The rumba is rumba, the dance is dance
I don't know what the rumba has
That I like more every day
(repeat)
How beautiful are the mulatto women
When they dance with a handsome man
They fill themselves with joy
And their mouths full of honey
(repeat)
To Havana I want to go
To never return again
The fault is yours
That false woman
You cried for my love
You left my affection
And now I cry like a child
That false woman
(repeat)
The rumba is rumba, the dance is dance
I don't know what the rumba has
That I like more every day
(repeat)
For a moment of pleasure
That a woman can give
You have to support
Her whims
The worst foolishness that a man does
That a man does
That a man does
The worst foolishness that a man does
Is to get married, is to get married
To Havana I want to go
To never return again
The fault is yours
That false woman
You cried for my love
You left my affection
And now I cry like a child
That false woman
(repeat)
