Or how Cuba can catch you
In my life I met a woman just like La Flaca
Black Coral from Havana, tremendous mulatto
One hundred pounds of skin and bone , forty kilos of Salsa
In the face two suns that speak without words
La Flaca sleeps during the day, she says that this is how hunger deceives
When Night falls, go down to dance at La Tasca
And dance and dance, and drink and drink
One beer after another but she never gets fat
For a kiss from La Flaca she would give whatever it was
For a kiss from her, even if it was just one
I wet my white sheets, as the song says
Remembering the caresses she gave me ² the first day
I'm going crazy with the desire to sleep next to her
Because God, this Skinny girl drives me crazy