Havana Dreams
The dream is a cocktail at Sloppy Joe's —
(Maybe — nobody knows.)
The dream is the road to Batabano.
(But nobody knows if that is so.)
Perhaps the dream is only her face —
Perhaps it's a fan of silver lace —
Or maybe the dream's a Vedado rose —
( Quien sabe? Who really knows?)
(Maybe — nobody knows.)
The dream is the road to Batabano.
(But nobody knows if that is so.)
Perhaps the dream is only her face —
Perhaps it's a fan of silver lace —
Or maybe the dream's a Vedado rose —
( Quien sabe? Who really knows?)
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