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And you are my siren call,
for with your voice my sorrows go away.
And this feeling is already stale…
You hurt me so much, even though you are far away.
Today I invite you to walk through my lots
t’a show you what your ideals are serving for.
We are human, even if we don’t think alike,
let us don’t treat and harm each other like animals.
This is my way of telling you:
My people cry and I feel their voice.
You, five nine [1959]. Me, double two [2020],
sixty years of dominoes lock.
Great fanfare with the 500 of Havana
while at home the casseroles no longer have any food.
What are we celebrating? People are in a hurry
exchanging Ché Guevara and Martí for currency.
Everything has changed, it is not the same anymore,
between you and me there is an abyss.
Advertising a paradise in Varadero,
while mothers cry for their children gone.
It is over now… You, five nine [1959]. Me, double two [2020].
It’s over now… Sixty years of dominoes locked, watch!
It is over now… You, five nine [1959]. Me, double two [2020],
It’s over now… Sixty years of dominoes lock.
We are artists, we are sensibility,
the true story, not the incorrectly narrated one.
We are the dignity of an entire people trampled
by gunpoint, and words that still are nothing.
No more lies! My people demand freedom. No more doctrines!
Let us no longer shout “Homeland or Death” but “Homeland and Life”.
And start building what we dreamed of,
what they destroyed with their hands.
Stop the blood from running for daring to think differently.
Who told you that Cuba belongs to you?
If my Cuba belongs to all my people.
It’s over now! Your time has expired, silence has been broken.
It’s over now! The laughter is over and the crying is already flowing.
It’s over now! And we’re not afraid, the deceit is over.
It’s over now! It’s sixty-two doing harm.
There we lived with the uncertainty of the past, in a hunger strike.
Fifteen friends in place, ready to die.
We are still raising the flag. The repression of the regime, daily.
Anamelys Ramos, firm with her poetry.
Omara Ruíz Urquiola providing us with breath of life.
They broke our door, they violated our temple,
and the world is aware that the
San Isidro Movement is still in position.
We are still in the same situation, the Security forces over us.
These things outrage me, over it is the enigma
of that, your evil revolution.
I am Funky-Style, and here you have my signature,
You guys are already being left over.
You have no more left, you’re all getting off
The people are tired of putting up with it.
We are all waiting for a new dawn.
It’s over now! You, five nine [1959]. Me, double two [2020].
It’s over now! Sixty years of dominoes lock, Watch!….
It’s over now! You, five nine [1959]. Me, double two [2020].
It’s over now! Sixty years of dominoes locked!
“Homeland and Life”
“Homeland and Life”
“Homeland and Life”
Sixty years of dominoes lock.