Para todos mis amigos en la isla bella, felicitaciones en este momento de un gran aniversario. Que disfrutan todos.
And for my friends here in the USA on this important anniversary, I leave you only with the words of American rock icon Jackson Browne.
Sometimes I get to feeling low / Wish I could just pick up and go / Somewhere new to change my point of view / Maybe somewhere I don’t know / Toss the idea to and fro / Not sure what makes it come and go / There it is again, sweet music on the wind / Over the Gulf of Mexico.
I’m going down to Cuba someday soon / Following that Caribbean moon / It’s been too long since I’ve been there / I’m going down there to see my friends / Down there where the rhythm never ends / Where women wear gardenias in their hair.
People will tell you it’s not easy / You’re not supposed to go, they say / They say that Cuba is the enemy / I’m going down there anyway!
I’m going down to Cuba to see my friends / Down where the rhythm never ends / And no problem is too difficult to solve / Yeah times are tough down there it’s true / But you know they’re gonna make it through / They make such continuous use of the verb “to resolve” / They’ve got to deal with that embargo / Enough to drive any country insane / They might not know the things you and I know / They do know what to do in a hurricane / Maybe I’ll go through Mexico / Old Jesse Helms don’t have to know / Anyway all the allies of the USA / Travel to Cuba everyday.
I’m going down to Cuba to see my friends / Down there where the rhythm never ends / Where by comparison my trouble will just unravel / I’m North American, you know / Don’t like to hear where I can’t go / Free people will insist on the freedom to travel.
I’m gonna drink the running mojito / And walk out on the Malecon / In one hand a Montecristo / And in the other an ice cream cone.
I’m going down to Cuba with my band / We’re going to formulate a plan / Whereby we obtain that cultural delusion.
If I told you once I told you thrice / It’ll put a smile on your face to see a Chevrolet with a Soviet transmission / I bet the country casts a spell / And there are things I think of still / Like the beauty of that woman that spoke to me / In the Hotel Nacional.
I’m gonna book my flight today / I’m definitely on my way / Just hold my place and I’ll get back in the race / When I’m back in the USA.
I could never have said it any better myself. Happy Fiftieth Anniversary to all, and to all “a good flight!”