Arjona Ricardo
If the North Were the South
Her and Him
She is from Havana, she is from New York
she dances at Tropicana, she likes Rock
she sells kisses in a brothel
while he graduates from U.C.L.A
She is half a Marxist, he is a Republican
she wants to be an artist, he hates Cubans
he believes in the Statue of Liberty
and she in her old Havana of solitude.
Il has eaten hamburgers
she Moors with Christians
il, the champagne with her strawberries
she a Cuban mojito
she went on tour to Yucatan
and I go on vacation to the same place.
she was mulatto to the feet, blonde as the sun
she doesn't speak English, and even less Spanish
he went to have a drink without suspecting
that he was going to find the love in that place.
What ideologies divide man
love with the threads of him unites them in his name.
She moves her waist to the rhythm of a tan tan
and she divorces Tmo Sam
il takes refuge in her skin... he wants her for him
and she he is forgetting about Fidel
who know Lennin and Lincoln about love
who know Fidel and Clinton about love.
She sits at her table, he trembles with emotion
her name is Teresa and his name is John
she says hello boy, he answers hello
she can't stop the peak, he says speak slow
he kept his flag, she forgot the conflicts
he found a way for love to emerge undefeated
you took her by the hand and led her away
the Yankee fell in love with the Cuban woman.
What ideologies divide man
love with the threads of him unites them in his name.
She moves her waist to the rhythm of a tan tan...
Now they live in Paris
they looked for neutral land
she managed to be an actress, he is a normal guy
They walk hand in hand, Campos Elmseos street
like someone who makes fun of the planet and its vices.

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