Niña Isabel
Isabel Pantoja
Isabel Girl
In the steam cafe
Of the Cuban bay
Triumphed Isabel girl
Who was a flower of Havana
She sang for the people
Of the land and the sea
And no one saw that a sorrow
Coiled in her singing.
Let Isabel girl sing
Shouts the sailors
And sings the dark-skinned flower
Almost dead and almost cold.
Oh Isabel girl
Who has the eyes of Cuban night.
Oh Isabel girl
Who has lips with banana honey
A love kills you
A pain kills you
That goes through the seas dressed in añila.
Oh Isabel girl
If your sighs go to the water
I will leave Havana
Following you.
In the steam cafe
The Cuban no longer sings
That a Spanish sailor
Took her one morning
Dressed in light blue
She was very happy at sea
Free from that sorrow
That coiled her singing.
Let Isabel girl sing
Today her sailor says
And seeing far Havana
She sings happily to the whole world.
Oh Isabel girl
Who has the eyes of Cuban night.
Oh Isabel girl
Who has lips with banana honey
A love kills you
A pain kills you
That goes through the seas dressed in añila.
Oh Isabel girl
If your sighs go to the water
I will leave Havana
Following you
