Havanna

H A V A N N A

So I walk through the streets of Havanna
Empty bottle in my hands
I walk and I walk 
I don't know where to go to
My head feels just like a big stone
And I ask myself what is left of this night
Full of pleasure full of joy
I keep walking in circles just me and I 
...only me my accordion and I
...it's just me my accordion and I

The only thing I remember
Is the face of a beautiful chica
She smiled in my eyes and she asked me to dance
And I just could not resist
So we danced through the night
And I drank to much ron
...now it's me my accordion and I
...it's just me my accordion and I

I took all the money from my banc-account
Went for a trip to paradise
I played the big spender for once in my life
Spent it all just for beautiful eyes
And Helsinki now is so faf away
All my friends they laugh about me
But what is left of this wonderfull night
Is just me my accordion and I
What remains for me in this wonderful life
Is just me my accordion and I
What is left of tropical paradise
Is just me my accordion and  I

Patria o la muerte I don't give a shit
I don't care bout the revolucion
I only keep looking for my own bed
I'd just like to drink some more ron

Che Guevarra keeps looking down from the walls
I can see the tears in his eyes
People keep asking for money I say
I've got only me my accordion and I
No tengo dinero nothing ist left
Only me my accordion and I
What is left from me in this paradise
Is just me my accordion and I
Only me my accordion and I

I don't need no guitar
No chica no rumba
Just me my accordion and I

No Conga no tumba 
No salsa no more
Only me my accordion and I

No Che Guevarra 
No revolucion
Only me my accordion and I
It's just me my accordion and I