You see
Sometimes I get tired of being a man and also
It exhausts me to hear that everything is going well
And to see sad men looking to the south
And I don't exist if you don't look at me.
You see
Sometimes I get tired of losing you and knowing
That we are alone and you are not going to come back
Guevara to prove me right
Of not seeing you lying on my mattress .
And meanwhile clatters of scaffolding,
Boat boats and shipwrecks reveal our dream
And meanwhile if Havana falls today
Tomorrow who will be our owner.
/>This is how I sing to remember
That you are still by my side
That you still dream awake because this way
We overcome fatigue
This is how I sing to remember
That we are still alive
If you don't see beyond your horizon
We will be lost.
You see
Sometimes I get tired of being free, of being
Free to wander and fall
Dead wherever my freedom prefers
Always on the other side of your border.
You see
Sometimes I get tired of myself, of not having
Courage to look for you and commit
Every crime that this love requires
Be still there, your lips or life.
And meanwhile clatters of scaffolding,
Boat boats and shipwrecks reveal our dream
And meanwhile if Candona burns,
If Marcos abandons, who will be our owner.
This is how I sing to remember
That you are still by my side
That you still dream awake because this way
We win the tiredness
This is how I sing to remember
That we are still alive
If you don't see beyond your horizon
We will be lost

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