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i am waiting for my migros orders to arrive
in order to have a nice breakfast
and i had my decent amount of morning coffee
and i have plans baby i have plans for the house
and for outside
life is a bit empty, i don't have so much to do but it's serene
waiting is the first thing to do in my list
still i'd rather be in cuba
with a cool drink in my hand
the wind in my long white dress
el cuarto de tula playing in the background
old american cars passing by the road
the sea hits the side of the road with the waves
i'd take a deep breath
and stop the time

here celia cruz began singing
ay, no hay que llorar, que la vida es un carnaval y es más bello vivir cantando
we'll see celia we'll see