Al di Meola, Andrea Parodi, Леонид Агутин - Cuba Africa

Like a story with no end
(If only I can change it now)
Sometimes…
It is easy to pretend,
Hard to understand yourself,
Spinning up your dreams, yeah,
Making up your mind,
My friend…
Have I ever held her hand?
Have I ever met with you?
Don’t know…
Life is running ocean sand,
Nothing ever will remind
Emptiness behind me…
Questions of any kind
In my mind.
Ah-ah.
Wonder what’s your name,
Cuba Africa,
Cuba Africa.
Ah-ah.
Wonder what’s your name,
Cuba Africa,
Cuba Africa.
Cuba Africa,
Cuba Africa.
Should we stay or should we go,
Asking what was right or wrong
Before.
She was gone so long ago
And I never found the door
Leaving for myself, yeah-yeah-yeah,
And ordinary life,
My friend.
Ah-ah.
Wonder what’s your name,
Cuba Africa,
Cuba Africa.
Ah-ah.
Wonder what’s your name,
Cuba Africa,
Cuba Africa.
Ah-ah.
Wonder what’s your name,
Cuba Africa.
Hey,
I wonder, I wonder,
Wonder what’s your name,
Cuba Africa.
Ah-ah.
Wonder what’s your name,
Cuba Africa.
Ah-ah.
Wonder what’s your name,
Cuba Africa,
Cuba Africa.
Ah-ah.
Wonder what’s your name,
Cuba Africa.
Ah-ah.
Wonder what’s your name,
Cuba Africa.
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