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• Artiste: Blake Mills
• Titre: Three Weeks In Havana
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I married Susanna in a place called Havana The autumn breeze carried me away The heat and fog around me leaving Sweet and vacant were the days Truth and honesty can be two very different things A truth can be carelessly confessed And honestly, the truth: I do not ask, for fear it's what I'll get Out there in Havana, paint peels like banana The idol is loved and misplaced Glimmering fronds of a royal palm shelter now the unattended face Headless bird on a jungle spear! No, we're not playing games here Perhaps it'd be best if we moved along The dream ends suddenly The spirit leaves a hint, a gift, a song So I buried Susanna in a place called Havana