Havana, moonlit whispers, your name rolls like rum on my tongue
Old Chevrolets crawl through balconies of neon mariposa
Your cigar smoke braids my hair, I wear you like a guayabera
Salsa heartbeats drum the cobblestones, we spin until the sea blushes
Malecón waves keep calling, keep calling, keep calling me back
In your arms the night dissolves to azúcar, I forget every goodbye
Havana, dulce pesadilla, I’m chained to your salty lullaby