It may be dangerous.
It may be the feel for the music.
It may be a bad place to be.
But it's just something I just can't risk not to see.
The music flows through their veins.
It releases all strains,
All thoughts.
It interests me.
Enlightens me.
The way they move,
It's together, it's one.
The flow of their body is never done.
With the dancing, with the music,
With heart and soul of every move,
The laws of this place will not have won.
The music will capture everyone.
It will shine as bright as the midday sun.
All they want is to have fun.
Entertain, pleasure.
Their moves are their treasure.
It expresses them.
Each step taken,
All progress they're makin,
Is for the enjoyment of what they are.
Where they come from.
Through the day,
They have extraordinary
Written underneath their skin.
Then when the sun is outta sight,
They show those tourists a heated Havana night.
May 10, 2010
