viva cuba (english) Songtext
von Ocho Macho
viva cuba (english) Songtext
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
When you talk about Cuba that′s a good idea
Take an airplane and fly over there
Where the ocean's blue and the palms are green
All the Latin chicks have round booties
Where the old guajira smokes his cigar
He′s got nothing to worry about only the booze
Lays on the beach got nothing to do
But I saw his daughter salsa dancing
Who came to me and said, what's up dude
Said nothing but here I got a bottle of booze
She ain't got no man and at the moment she′s single
The old guajira started on a Cuban lead singin′
Alla lejos donde el sol calienta mas
Olvide mi corazon un arroyo y un palmar
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Poverty is big but still got a taste of life
Over many Bacardies with a cigar gettin' high
Being on the street as a Cuban guy
You′d got a Cadillac or an old Russian Hum
Welcome to the real world we're at home in Cuba
I′ve never ever been there but I dreamt a lot about
The dirty gangsta from New York City
Stops by Fidel smokin' some shit
They got a deal about bullshit America
In Cuba no jeans, no McDonalds
We just wanna stay with the chico Latino
Buena vista and Ocho Macho
I wanna hear a song from old guajira
And let sing together the Guantanamera
Me arrancare el corazon y esperare mi regroso
Para sacarlo otra vez y colocarlo en mi pecho
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Poverty is big but still got a taste of life
Over many Bacardies with a cigar gettin′ high
Being on the street as a Cuban guy
You'd got a Cadillac or an old Russian Hum
Welcome to the real world we're at home in Cuba
I′ve never ever been there but I dreamt a lot about
The dirty gangsta from New York City
Stops by Fidel smokin′ some shit
They got a deal about bullshit America
In Cuba no jeans, no McDonalds
We just wanna stay with the chico Latino
Buena vista and Ocho Macho
I wanna hear a song from old guajira
And let them sing together the
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto coy Viva Havana
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Viva Cuba
Viva Cuba
Viva Cuba
Viva Cuba
Viva Cuba
Viva Cuba
Viva Cuba
Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
When you talk about Cuba that′s a good idea
Take an airplane and fly over there
Where the ocean's blue and the palms are green
All the Latin chicks have round booties
Where the old guajira smokes his cigar
He′s got nothing to worry about only the booze
Lays on the beach got nothing to do
But I saw his daughter salsa dancing
Who came to me and said, what's up dude
Said nothing but here I got a bottle of booze
She ain't got no man and at the moment she′s single
The old guajira started on a Cuban lead singin′
Alla lejos donde el sol calienta mas
Olvide mi corazon un arroyo y un palmar
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Poverty is big but still got a taste of life
Over many Bacardies with a cigar gettin' high
Being on the street as a Cuban guy
You′d got a Cadillac or an old Russian Hum
Welcome to the real world we're at home in Cuba
I′ve never ever been there but I dreamt a lot about
The dirty gangsta from New York City
Stops by Fidel smokin' some shit
They got a deal about bullshit America
In Cuba no jeans, no McDonalds
We just wanna stay with the chico Latino
Buena vista and Ocho Macho
I wanna hear a song from old guajira
And let sing together the Guantanamera
Me arrancare el corazon y esperare mi regroso
Para sacarlo otra vez y colocarlo en mi pecho
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Poverty is big but still got a taste of life
Over many Bacardies with a cigar gettin′ high
Being on the street as a Cuban guy
You'd got a Cadillac or an old Russian Hum
Welcome to the real world we're at home in Cuba
I′ve never ever been there but I dreamt a lot about
The dirty gangsta from New York City
Stops by Fidel smokin′ some shit
They got a deal about bullshit America
In Cuba no jeans, no McDonalds
We just wanna stay with the chico Latino
Buena vista and Ocho Macho
I wanna hear a song from old guajira
And let them sing together the
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto coy Viva Havana
Llega cedro voy Viva Cuba
Luego a cueto voy Viva Havana
Viva Cuba
Viva Cuba
Viva Cuba
Viva Cuba
Viva Cuba
Viva Cuba
Viva Cuba
Viva Cuba
Writer(s): Csik Andor, Drescher Gabor, Frimmel Jakab, Kirchknopf Gergo, Mersics Gyorgy, Nemeth Andras, Szalai Marton, Tompa Krisztian Gabor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com