Magon - Havana Bay
текст песни

The blood on the streets
The raindrops of April
The people you meet
Are not always special
I feel them coming in but
I don’t know them
I hear them calling me but
I don’t see them

The sounds of the sea
The calling whales
The sand on the beach
And all it entails
I see them calling in from
Another place
They keep on calling me
But I’ve got nothing to say

The shimmering lights
Of Havana Bay
The pebble stones
On the glowing rails
I hear the pouring rain
From miles away
I hear it calling me
But I’m gonna stay