(Raul Malo)
For thirty years they sang the
song of promised victory
But who they`ve fought and who has won
Didn`t matter much to me
I see them driving down the streets
In their fancy shiny cars
Crowds of people to their feet
Their faces full of scars
No pleasantries, no luxuries
No little children`s milk
While minister`s wives spent
all their lives
In China`s finest silk
My back`s been broken many times
But my spirit lingers on
The day it comes my way on
freedom`s ship
I will be gone
From hell to paradise
I`ll always pay the price
From hell to paradise
I`ll always pay the price
This ninety mile trip
has taken thirty years to make
They tried to keep
forever what was never theirs to take
I cursed and scratched the devil`s hand
As he stood in front of me
One last drag from his big cigar
And he finally set me free
From hell to paradise
I`ll always pay the price
From hell to paradise
I`ll always pay the price
From hell to paradise
I`ll always pay the price
From hell to paradise
I`ll always pay the price
Con ojos tiernos algun dia te mirare
Con brases abiertos algun dia abrasare
Hay mi Havana cuando pueda regresare
Translation:
With tender eyes someday I`ll look at you
With open arms someday I`ll embrace you
My old Havana someday I will return