15 Cuban Minutes

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Sana, sana colito de rana Si, no sanas hoy Bueno sana mañana Mañana, mañana Lo que dice Havana Si, no paso hoy Paso mañana Fifteen Cuban minutes Fairly safe to say Can feel more like an hour Or the entire day In the land where time means nothing Not hard to slip away El Diablo baila sábado Y los curas on Sunday Fifteen Cuban minutes The end is out of sight So, I'll meet you by the cannon On the Malecón tonight It started in Havana In nineteen twenty-one On the schooner Chiquimula Where a party had begun Primer cumpleaños For a tiny lad at sea And in my heart, is still That faded photo of J.D. Signal flags were flying Atop the entire fleet What a rhumba band from Santiago Played the birthday boy to sleep That's the tale was told to me A seadog nursery rhyme And the music that was handed down From a long forgotten time Fifteen Cuban minutes Can get lost in the fog Life's a test, just do your best Like a three-legged dog In the land where time means nothing You can often lose your mind Now place your bets, or better yet Just join a conga line Fifteen Cuban minutes Can turn night into day They're dancin' on the tables Down at El Frente Another entry in the log My mind put to a test When we sailed with the Hemingways On a schooner from Key West They'd come to make a movie 'Bout long forgotten times See old friends, drink some rum And visit family shrines So how the hell did we wind up Just taggin' right along They were lookin' for a soundtrack And heard one of my songs So I sang Havana Daydreamin' Just me and my guitar To some very stern KGB guys Tryin' to blend in at the bar So for fifteen Cuban minutes La bodega did ignite Bongos y tumbadoras Kept us up all night Mojitos by the minute Crowd stacked at the door Niños, dogs and roosters Frolicked on the floor Fifteen Cuban minutes Lots of give and take Birthdays always come and go But not a birthday cake Fifteen Cuban minutes Are easy to embrace No calendars or watch to wind No schedules to chase In the land where time means nothing This phrase it cries, delay Put it on a t-shirt And everyone will pay You say minutos Cubanos Dejace la drama Aqui no hay AC Solo la ventana Music makes us happy It's in our chromosomes No matter where we wander The music takes us home It started on the island Dispersed by sweet song birds Who flew north 'cross the Gulf Stream And everybody heard Now the clock just keeps on tickin' I hear it everywhere I go And I sing along in cars and bars Along Calles Ocho God bless Ricky Ricardo And little Ricky too They set my mind on island time How about you? The Greeks and the Egyptians Had sundials in the sand Now we have atomic clocks That measure the Big Bang Still I prefer the simple way Let's take it to the street More walkin' and less talkin' Tap time with your feet 15 Cuban minutes Still stands the test of time Like a Salas photograph Or a Kenneth Patchen rhyme If you're looking for a launch pad No news just hearsay Don't bother with the Wi-Fi Fuck Siri, ask Jose 15 Cuban minutes There's no end in sight I'll meet you by the cannon On the Malecón tonight Sana, sana colita de rana Si, no sanas hoy Bueno sana mañana Mañana, mañana Lo que dice Havana Si, no paso hoy Paso mañana