A song from Cuba


A good friend of mine

Shared with me this song to help explain their situation. Feel free to listen and read the lyrics.

Today, I invite you to walk in my shoes
To show you what your ideals have created
We are human, though you and I do not think the same
Do not demean us and treat us like animals
This is my way of saying:
My people are crying, and I hear their voice
You, ’59; me, 2020
Sixty years of dominoes have fallen into place


As a fanfare plays for Havana’s 500 years
The long-empty dishes in our homes gather dust
What are we celebrating, as so many are so fast
To treat the names of Che Guevara and José Martí like cash?
Everything has changed; nothing is the same
Between you and me, there is an abyss
You advertise the paradise of Varadero
While mothers cry for their children who have perished


It’s all over now!
You, ’59; me, 2020
It’s all over now!
Sixty years of dominoes have fallen into place, look
It’s all over now!
You, ’59; me, 2020
It’s all over
Sixty years of dominoes have fallen into place, look


We are artists; we stand for sensibility
We speak the true history, not of the lies they’ve told
We are the dignity of an entire people who have been trampled
At the point of a gun and of words that mean nothing


No more lies!
My people demand freedom! No more doctrines!
No longer shall we cry, “Fatherland or death”
But “Fatherland and life!”
And begin to build what we dreamed of
What they destroyed with their hands


No longer shall flow the blood
Of those who dare to think differently
Who told you Cuba is yours?
Indeed, Cuba is for all my people


It’s all over now!
It has long been time to break the silence
It’s all over now!
The laughter has stopped, and the tears are flowing
It’s all over now!
And we have no fear; the charade has ended
It’s all over!
We are the 62 years of suffering


We’re in the same spot, with Security forces boxing us in
These things enrage me
The confusion of your evil revolution has ended
I am Funky Style, and here, you have my signature
You have done enough
There is nothing left for you, and you are sinking
The people are done being tolerant
We await now a new dawn


It’s all over now!
You, ’59; me, 2020
It’s all over now!
Sixty years of dominoes falling, look
It’s all over now!
You, ’59; me, 2020
It’s all over
Sixty years of dominoes falling, look


Fatherland and life!
Fatherland and life!
Fatherland and life!
Sixty years of dominoes falling

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