I did not know how beautiful Cuba was
They always told me it was a place I would not like to go
I've always seen that it was a poor place, with nothing to do
I always believed what they told me
But nothing further from reality
No sabía lo hermoso que era Cuba
Siempre me contaban que era un lugar al que no me gustaría ir
Siempre me dijeron que era un lugar pobre, sin nada que ver
Siempre creí lo que me decían
Pero nada mas alejado de la realidad
