The night drifts...
the jungle invades the boat,
the moon, a ball of blood,
the shark devoured it,
the waves fly dirty
ruffled by a cyclone,
'Pilar' sails aimlessly
under a deluge of rum...
they are...
In the Caribbean...< br/>you live as you write, Caribbean,
in the Caribbean...
you write as you live...
under the guajira night
Hemingay delirates.
Hemingay is delirious.
A pike mermaid
has a figurehead bow,
a flag, in tatters,
has the painted coat of arms:
'Crocodile head
and Shrimp's body...'
Gregorio, the old sailor,
still remains the pattern...they are...
In the Caribbean...
(In the Caribbean, you live, you write)
you live as you write, Caribbean,
(In the Caribbean, you live, you write)
(the Caribbean is written and lived as es...)
you write how you live...
In the Caribbean...
under the guajira night.
Hemingay raves.
A mulatto lobster
He is looking for the helm,
and a black widow cries
over the crew...
Distant, 'Finca Vigia'
he suffers a hallucination...
Ernest, the adventurer,
fights against the Dragon.
In the Caribbean...
(In the Caribbean, you live, you write)
you live as you write, Caribbean,
(In the Caribbean, you live, you write)
(the Caribbean is written and lived as it is...)
You write as you live...
in the Caribbean...
under the guajira night
Hemingay raves.
In the Caribbean...
(and he drinks and he moves and he drinks)
in the Caribbean...
(and it moves and drinks and moves)
in the Caribbean...
to the beat of the old son...

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