CUBA: LA MARAVILLA

Who will tell of your wonder?

And the twisting and turning

Of your body and feet

As the hands roll it all

On the cleanest shores

With only sugarcane

From the overgrown fields

Who will tell of your wonder?

Of self satisfaction of contentment

That all must be respected

Not because of black or white

But traditions which are valued

And tied with culture to preserve

To remain green as ever, oh wonderful.

Who will tell of your wonder

O land of beautiful people

The sun will not stop setting

on your clean beaches

and keeping the sleeping night awake

in joy on the streets

oh wonderful like Patio Alberto Cecilia Julia

Beautiful Havana wonderful Havana

Which will make you wonder and marvel

O wonderful people our friends

Having love in their hearts

And true smile on their bright faces

unlike those who took away

their canes from their fields,

let not the sun stop shinning

on their beaches o Havana

Beautiful Havana wonderful Havana

Where our minds were shaped

Fidel’s Havana Marti’s Havana

In envy they sought to destroy

The twisting and turning

Of your body and feet

Which the hand rolls all along

In wonder to watch from afar

Beautiful Havana wonderful Havana

Wonderful people with love in their hearts

True smiles which faded not

In winter like in summer

Of her twisting and turning

I have watched from afar

In wonder, I would learn to be like her

La maravilla

Quién dirá que tu maravilla
Baila el twist con giro rápido
Que tu cuerpo y pies
Como
las manos
lo mueven
todo

Sobre las orillas limpias
donde sólo
las cañas
cubren
los campos
abandonados

Quien dirá que tu maravilla,
tu satisfaccion
y alegria
donde
Ăfrica se repite.
No por
el color
negro
o
blanco
Sino en tradiciones
que vuelan y se atan en cultura
Para preservarse
En vida original y verde

Quién dirá que tu maravilla
Ah, tierra
Maravillosa,
llena
de gente maravillosa
el sol no dejará
de amanecer por tu playa limpia
La noche no dormirá
en la calle porque bailará
en alegría
ah aquá gente maravillosa
como Pacio Alberto
ah aqua gente maravillosa
como Cecilia Julia

Llámame linda, soy de Havana
Havana que continuará a maravillándote
La maravilla es nuestra amiga
porque tiene amor
en su corazón
Y sonrisa
verdadera en rostros brillosos
No como los que roban las cañas de los campos.

Que nunca deje de brillar
el sol por las playas limpias
Ah, Havana la maravilla

Llámame también, soy de Cuba
Donde nuestra idea se formó.
Fidel luchó por mí.
Martí escribió por mí.

En su envidia buscarán destruirte
Pero al bailar el twist con un giro del cuerpo y pies.
Se quedarán como la mano que se mueve,
Maravilla, para mirarte desde lejos…

chasing after justice

Opposing torrents roaring to and away them
When their listeners hear another tune
Justice and justice nearer they beckon
Mounting the hill tops and plains
Asking the noisy blowing winds
And touching the running rivers
For answers and a stand still

Justice and justice all around us
Yet find we not when we call
Hiding their heads in the hole
Leaving their body all to space
For the little fingers all to see

We search for justice far away
When righteousness so near us to take
Take we not but in the dark shadows
To grope, strangers to lead astray

Justice and justice when time past
That hurt and pain that I once bear
Not smelling the aroma of righteousness
When close to it I had lain
Will leave me here, when all is done and gone

Justice and justice demanded his rights
With eyes that are covered
With the revenge of yesterday
Yourself you’ll become unjust
To even plea for her unfailing mercy

Justice and justice our undeniable rights
Mercy and mercy still the best

If we can temper with justice
Righteousness we’ll not call
But like our shadows will lie with us
All what we have achieved for years
The toiled respect and earned reputation
That we’ll be in the heavenly field
An illusion and its place a shooting star
Still roaming the firm firmament because of justice

When the free entry with mercy awaiting us
Will be gone.
Gone into perpetual glory without us