Havana Nice Day

Tropical breezes, Yumas on beaches, it's a nice, sunny day
Driving the tourists, boisterous and boorish, in my old Chevrolet
Americanos adinerados, with money to spend
Drinking their doubles, with none of the troubles
with which I must contend
Beans, 20 ounces, six pounds of rice
To last a whole month, but the weather is nice
Here, in my socialist paradise
Havana nice day
Beautiful country, where no one goes hungry, but unfortunately
Only the connected and Party- protected, but for people like me
Subsidized rations are always in fashion for the man on the street
Waiting for hours for sugar and flour, maybe a little bit of meat
Try not to think of the comforts I lack
Most of my clothes are the ones on my back
The prisons are white, the future is black
Havana nice day
Hola, all you socialists across the sea!
Would you like to come here and trade places with me?
As for me, I would rather be free
And Havana nice day



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