Palmeras en el jardín

And now what?
What did I do?
You were the one who taught me how to dance
How could you step on my toes?

I turned my world around
To make it look like you
But no matter how many palms we plant in the garden
This will never be Havana, I’ll always be Madrid

And now what do I do when another February comes?
How do I stop myself from thinking about you?
In two accents, we said a thousand I love yous
And in silence, we said: This is it

Then you left Varadero in my soul
And Cibeles asked me about you
About your things, you know, babe, I’m dying
But you’ll always be Havana
And I’ll always be Madrid

So what now?
What did I do to you?
You were the one who taught me how to paint
Why didn’t you tell me about the grays?

When you left, you took all the colors
And those scents I love to remember
You were the closest my home ever got to having a sea
Having a sea

I turned my world around
To make it look like you
But no matter how many palms we plant in the garden
This will never be Havana, I’ll always be Madrid

And now what do I do when another February comes?
How do I stop myself from thinking about you?
In two accents, we said a thousand I love yous
And in silence, we said: This is it

Then you left Varadero in my soul
And Cibeles asked me about you
About your things, you know, babe, I’m dying
But you’ll always be Havana
And I’ll always be Madrid