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How do you think
This album could drop without this track?
Frida
Ah, tell me how
Tell me how 'cause I don’t know, ah
It goes, hmm, I, I

How do you think I’m gonna think about closets and cash
With so many dying daily from that bastard Joseph Kony?
Seeing how they throw food away here in Florida
I won’t forget that in Cuba everyone has their share

How do you think I can walk into a Publix, man
Without thinking about what my kids would be eating?
How do you think I feel when I crack a cold one
Full of meat, knowing the one at home is empty?

How do you think I can see stuffed animals
Without thinking of Alma, and my soul not hearing her voice?
That I connect to the Internet when I want
Without thinking my family can’t access an email

How do you think I won’t freak out
Seeing that here they even respect a dog’s rights?
How do you think I can see so many toys
And not want to wrap them all up and send them in a package?

How do you think when I take out the trash I can
Act like I don’t see a brand new bike?
How do you think I can fry three eggs
Without thinking they used to give me six? How can I deny it?

How do you think I can visit Disney World
Without remembering Coney Island and Jalisco Park?
How do you think I see a bit of alcohol
Without wanting to head to the boardwalk to watch the sunrise?

How do you think I drive far and don’t see in my mind
A checkpoint pulling me over, without a control? I don’t believe
That I don’t think of illegal taxi drivers, of boaters, of camels
Every time I’m surrounded by lights and fancy cars

How do you think I put the güiro on the pillow
Without thinking I wake up in the ghetto with my crew?
How do you think I record a track and don’t feel
Like I’m heading to Real 70, passed out on the 400?

How do you think I feel when I find myself
In the very center of some shopping mall?
I walk in, take a spin, everything spins slow
I sit and say, what’s up? I’m not lying, I feel bad

How do you think that being undocumented
I don’t expect someone in uniform to ask for my ID?
How do you think I can walk into a hotel, dude
Without feeling the sensation that someone wants to kick me out?

How do you think I digest and absorb
This lifestyle? That here they style living easy
How do you think I see a swamp with crocodiles
And don’t remember entering my zoo with 60 kilos?

How do you think I smoke a Marlboro, man
Without thinking of my Criollo, my Popular, my H-Upmann?
How do you think I can step on American soil
Without feeling proud with every step of being Cuban?

And how, how?
Tell me how, how?
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How do you think I can open a shop window
Without brushing the idea that none of this makes my heart race?
That I bite into a delicious chocolate
Without thinking of the African or the old Chocolatín?

How do you think I go to the movies without thinking
Of Acapulco, Chaplin, Yara, or Arenal?
That I go to the Juice Palace and eat a cube of guava
Without eating for me and all my brothers and their girls?

How do you think I can think, brother
Without crying inside, squeezing my hands tight?
How do you think I can be a villager
Without being an ordinary being like any human?

How do you think I can make a song
Without saying what my heart strictly dictates?
How do you think I can get on a plane
Without seeing myself flying from my balcony back in the day?

How do you think I watch TV
Without remembering Day and Night and FARvision?
How do you think I can swallow a piece of ham
Without traveling back to that bread with oil during a blackout?

How do you think I could write this
Without my partner Frida sitting down to produce?
How do you think a verse can come out
Without imagination going out for a stroll through the universe?

And how, how?
Tell me how, how?
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How do you think that if the lights turn on by themselves
The piano notes play without hands touching them and they’re felt?
How do you think I can think that they’re not present
The muses, the inspiration, the magic, and also the goblins?

Tell me how
Tell me how, ah
Enjoy this music
Ah, yah

And how, how?
Tell me how, how? Ah
How, how?
Tell me how, how?