Hermosa Habana
Al2 El Aldeano
Beautiful Havana
With the permission of the Sapphires
And due respect
This beautiful Havana also enjoys
Other secrets that do not appear
In any tourist center
Because the
Image of a magnificent place must be maintained
Oh, my Havana for foreigners is easy
Where almost all the cars
That pass by are taxis
My touristic city where
Cultured beings inhabit it who connect to the Internet
At the speed of the Regla boat
Oh my Havana
I don't know if it's your Malecon, a distraction
Or an extensive immigration office
Your landscapes are adorable, your hotels
Your hidden brothels for unfaithful husbands
The one that traded Che Guevara for money
Right now a
Photo of him naked is up for sale
The Havana of university students
And tough cops
Who barely passed preschool by a miracle
And by the skin of their teeth
The Havana where the human being extinguished
And the Cuban steps on his fellow Cuban for currency
Where a hand is offered only when it is assumed
That there will be a payment afterwards that
Doubles the good deeds
My Havana of cobblestones, cinemas, bicycles
Fairs
Dispensaries, pipes, train sparks
Hysteria
Cerro, Marianao, Luyanó, Buena Vista
And the other humble neighborhoods that
Don't appear in magazines
Bars, empty lots, parks, necklaces, santeros
Who for a euro will fight
With San Pedro from heaven
The capital where we learn from pioneers
The products in order to
Be corrupt and hustlers
The Havana of politicians, hustlers, and whores
Because only by giving ass you
Miss or enjoy the strange
Stops, arguments, fights, leaks
Chivas that for free and without bosses
Interfere in your life
That's my Havana: human
Solidary and communist
With European convictions to
Prepare for war, I don't know if it's the
Capital of all Cubans anymore
Because the one from Holguin is an immigrant
And the Chilean is a brother
My Havana of the CDR, revolutionary and loyal
With its stores with tuna and
Its markets with curel
Where there is patriotism but if they reopen
The Mariel
Only the Narra
And his brother stay here
My Havana where children from the cradle
Enjoy free education, vaccines
Parks, theaters, beaches, sports
Transport and an
Incredible agility to ask for gum
From the yumas
My Havana of nightclubs, discos
Open bars
Cigars, bikes, taxis, beans, judges and cells
Parties for the double
Noble intentions dead
And an undefeated bureaucracy addicted
To closing doors
The one that cries on December 31st
And doesn't let the three
Kings get close to her
It's all illogical and sad at the same time
Because she's the one who marches
Every May Day
It's my Havana, the girl who wakes up euphoric
And goes out to fight in the middle
Of a psychological war
The one that surrounds and solves every mistake
Saying - don't complain, Africa is worse
Historical beauty surrounded by water
While the world skis
She chases after the buses
Also, it's the only place on the planet
Where food is acquired
With a ration book
My Havana of poets and full of guasabitas
Where babies at 14 already fornicate
Where on the first date
You no longer ask for a hand
Because there's a hand that asks for
Money when you visit
Pretty mixed-race girls, victims of consumerism
Who gave their youth to
The cause of tourism
When asked what
Is your big fantasy
They answer to ride a plane and not
Bribe more cops
My Havana, rebellious, retro, crazy
That hates the laws
That are put on a pedestal
Enemy of imperialism and exploitation
The one that pays with Camilo and
Charges you with Washington
Take this song my Havana
Not pretty but sincere
From a Habanero
Who wishes to see you happy
Because even if Eusebio
Aesthetically fixes you
I know your heart is deteriorating slowly
I was born in Havana, I'm a Habanero