Cuba libre [English translation]

You were my life

My religion always

You were a sun

that was on my forhead

You were the rythm of my nights

(spanish)

Tomorrow I go away

from San Francisco night (it must be a club,if not no Italian would have preserved the English version)

At San Francisco night

I don't go back anymore

that I don't like it you know it

but I don't believe anymore

Our dreams in the wind

I don't remember them anymore

I have desires

more serious

from the ones you know

I like lasagna

and then I like you

a little bit of mari_juana

under the blue sky

At San Francisco night

I've seen the devil

because you dress off love

and love doesn't exist anymore

If we are made of stars

it's better a blue sky

I have desires

Skies on gin tonic (type wisky ON the rocks)

from those that you want

I like lasagna

and then I like you

a little bit of mari_juana

under the blue sky

I like the night in Havana

and then I like you

but I dream of a cuba libre my love

under the blue sky

the blue sky

(spanish)

(the salsa) cures the pain

go 'cause the salsa

cures love

I like Bologna (I think he means the football team,not the city)

and then I like you

a little bit of mari_juana

under the blue sky

I like the night in Havana

and then I like you

but I dream of a cuba libre my love

another cuba libre my love

'cause I search for a little bit of love my love

under the blue sky