martes, septiembre 25, 2007


Chuck Berry:

Havana moon, havana moon
Me all alone with jug of rum
Me stand and wait for boat to come
Its long the night, its quiet the dock
The boat she late since 12 oclock
Me watch the tide easin in
Is low the moon, but high the wind

Havana moon, havana moon
Me all alone, me open the rum
Its long the wait for boat to come
American girl come back to me
Well sail away across the sea
Well dock in new york, the buildings high
Well find a home up in the sky

Havana moon, havana moon
Me still alone, me sip on the rum
Me wonder where the boat she come
To bring me love, ow! sweet little thing
She rock and roll, she dance and sing
She hold me tight, she touch me lips
Me eyes they close, me heart she flip

Havana moon, havana moon
But still alone, me drinkin the rum
Begin to think the boat no come
American girl, she tell a lie
She say till then, she mean goodbye

Havana moon, havana moon
Me lay down alone, was good the rum
Me fall asleep, the boat she come
The girl she look till come the dawn
She weep and cry, return for home
The whistle blow, me open me eyes
Was bright the sun, was blue the sky
Me grab me shoes, me jump and run
Me see the boat head for horizon
Havana moon, is gone the rum
The boat she sail, me love she gone
Havana moon, havana moon

1 comentario:

Jorge Ignacio dijo...

Libor, mi hermano, estoy hecho un rollo. Te escribo en cuanto pueda a tu mail. Espero que te vaya bien. Ni te imaginas en lo que estoy trabajando. Un abrazo y buena suerte.