Havana midnight - velvet wind Soft as sin against the skin - along the Malecón Her eyes reflect the light of the candle Her hair as sweet as any mango In her arms we whisper of tomorrow And wonder how the story ends Havana midnight - velvet wind From El Morro we can see the harbor And hear the sound of jazz across the water Music charms the heart of any sailor Man enough to sail these seven seas Havana midnight - velvet wind Soft as sin against the skin - along the Malecón In the park old men take the time for béisbol In la Calle old ladies hear of troubles In the dark children see things in the shadows Lovers have the hours until the dawn Havana midnight - velvet wind Soft as sin against the skin - along the Malecón