Cuban letter

Your eyes are rivers

beautiful rivers that disappear beyond

beyond the short hills

I wish I could see her one last time.

I will not say goodbye, no, I'm tired

to repeat that damn word: goodbye,

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

stars, sky, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye,

I repeat again, goodbye ship, goodbye,

islands, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

I do not know why or what for

More still I will say

goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.

Oh, listen to this song, this

only song that keeps repeating

the same stanza: goodbye,

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

stars, sky, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye,

I repeat again, goodbye ship, goodbye,

islands, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.

I'm sick of so much foam,

so much sea, do not want to drown.

No, I want to leave as a cloud

saying and repeating with joy: goodbye,

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

stars, sky, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye,

I repeat again, goodbye ship, goodbye,

islands, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

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