Luna Sobre Matanzas

When the afternoon dies
The waves play along the coast
And on the horizon emerges the moon
Like a crystal princess

Moon over Matanzas
Ancient and flirty
That bathes with your flat
San Juan and 'Yumurí'

Moon over Matanzas
Enchantress and full
Of songs and legends
With a Guarani flavor

Majestic princess
Is your unsettling step
You look like a turban
Of diamond and ivory

Over the Cuban sky
Other moons will shine
But never any
I liked like you

Over the Cuban sky
Other moons will shine
But never any
I liked like you