Dreaming in Cuban

I hear the voices

Echo from the sea

Dreaming in cuban

On the subwayThe giant buildings and the snow

Are killing me

A new york winter full of sundaysI don't need thisQue pasa hijo

You look so pale and sad

Que te hesist a tu peloEn mi cuba

Quiero morir

Esto no es

Una vidaEn mi cuba

Quiero morir

O por lo meno

HialeahI don't need this