Текст песни Оскар Кучера - Она улетела на Кубу, а мне наплевать

Chorus:
 She flew to Cuba , and I do not care
 She flew away , I will not remember it
 She flew away , what of it had to wait ?
 There might even be said that can fly

Time awakened the night time was scattered dreams
 No one now to help the people of my spring
 They walk in a negligee and laugh at me
 They say that I am no longer her hero

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And there probably Fidel beard , cigar , rum
 And on the shores of the hotel , and the guitar under the window
 And in it you will play a young mulatto
 Just know that I do not care , I do not expect you back

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