Cuba Que Lindos Son Tus Paisajes

Cuba, how beautiful your landscapes are, Cuba, how beautiful they are
Cuba, how beautiful your landscapes are, Cuba, how beautiful they are
I made a trip through different towns
To see your attractions and compare them later
The beautiful slaughterhouse, pride of the nation
And they are also very cute, Santiago guine su adiana
But my Celia, Havana has no comparison

Cuba, how beautiful your landscapes are, Cuba, how beautiful they are
Cuba, how beautiful your landscapes are, Cuba, how beautiful they are
Bonito is pumpkin, and the yuguri valley
The arches of canasi, royal chapel and lemon grove
They are very beautiful to admire, vinale, estigua, jaibon
The parakeet and bolondron, and the historic majana
Willie chirino mi havana, has no comparison

Cuba, how beautiful your landscapes are, Cuba, how beautiful they are
Cuba, how beautiful your landscapes are, Cuba, how beautiful they are
Nicaragua is very beautiful, pinar del rio las villas
The jump and the swim and the miradero cross
Cardenal and Varadero, and Ancon Beach
Palma, Soriano, Moron, San Luis and La Mejorana
But Havana, my sister does not admit comparison

Cuba, how beautiful your landscapes are, Cuba, how beautiful they are
Cuba, how beautiful your landscapes are, Cuba, how beautiful they are
How beautiful is the caney, guantanamo, cai and marana
If in fire Christ be, and the people of Babinei
How beautiful is Camaguey, Cidra, Caimito and Rincon
Very nice is consolation, it burns, mise, guanajay
But my Havana, friend, does not admit comparison

Cuba, how beautiful your landscapes are, Cuba, how beautiful they are
Cuba, how beautiful your landscapes are, Cuba, how beautiful they are
That is the land of mambo, of cha-cha-cha
Of the guaracha, that is the land of the son
Hey! How beautiful Cuba is, I want to die in Cuba
Gentlemen, I love Cuba
Beautiful Cuba, beautiful Cuba, I love your landscapes
I adore you, for you I cry

your landscapes
Cuba how beautiful
Oh! their women
Your manicurist
Beautiful Cuba, beautiful Cuba
Cubita, for you I die
Your men are gentlemen
And your proud palm trees
beautiful Cuba
your landscapes
your women
Your gentleman from Paris
Your rumba and your guaguanco
Hey how I say
Like Cuba, there is no Cuba
Oh! Like Cuba, there is no Cuba
Oh! Like Cuba, my Cuba
Cuba, how beautiful they are!
Hear how cute they are!
How tasty!
But how tasty!

Coda at last