‘‘ Se acabaron los guapos’’

CHORUS: There are no more handsome men in Havana, there are no more handsome men in Havana, there are no more handsome men in Havana, there are no more handsome men in Havana. VOICE 1: Don't lean on religion to justify your handsomeness, if that doesn't solve the situation, you say you're handsome and I'm going to prove you wrong. He who is handsome has a beautiful wife, a pretty maiden with good feelings, and he who is handsome is a man and a good friend, and is even loved by his enemies. Don't justify yourself by being a babalao or abakuá, if those religions were created to save the world from evil. I don't want you to feel bad, have a sweet guarapo and sweeten your life, because it's been a while since there have been handsome men in Havana. CHORUS: There are no more handsome men in Havana, there are no more handsome men in Havana, there are no more handsome men in Havana, there are no more handsome men in Havana. VOICE 1: I'm going there. CHORUS: There are no more handsome men in Havana. VOICE 1: They say you're lost in Centro Habana. CHORUS: There are no more handsome men in Havana. VOICE 1: That's what your godmother Juana told me. CHORUS: There are no more handsome men in Havana. VOICE 1: Everyone says you're dizzy. CHORUS: There are no more handsome men in Havana. VOICE 1: That they saw you hiding over there in Marianao. CHORUS: Give it some guarapo. VOICE 1: Give it CHORUS: Give it some guarapo. VOICE 1: But give it to me. CHORUS: Give it some guarapo, there are no more handsome men left in Havana. VOICE 1: Ask Tato. CHORUS: Give it some guarapo. VOICE 1: Give it CHORUS: Give it some guarapo. VOICE 1: Give it again. CHORUS: Give it some guarapo, there are no more handsome men left in Havana. VOICE 1: If you ran away and dropped your shoes. CHORUS: There are no more handsome men in Havana. VOICE 1: Go on. CHORUS: There are no more handsome men in Havana, there are no more handsome men in Havana, there are no more handsome men in Havana, (…)

CORO: Se acabaron los guapos en La Habana,
se acabaron los guapos en La Habana,
se acabaron los guapos en La Habana,
se acabaron los guapos en La Habana.

VOZ 1: No te recuestes de la religión
para justificar tu guapería,
si eso no resuelve la situación
tú dices que eres guapo y yo,
yo te voy a demostrar que no.

El que es guapo tiene una mujer bella,
una linda doncella de sentimiento bueno
y el que es guapo, es hombre y buen amigo
y hasta es querido por sus enemigos.

No te justifiques siendo babalao o abakuá,
si esas religiones se han creado
para salvar al mundo de la maldad.

No quiero que te sientas mal,
tómate un dulce guarapo
y endulza tu vida
que hace tiempo que en La Habana,
ya no quedan guapos.

CORO: Se acabaron los guapos en La Habana,
se acabaron los guapos en La Habana,
se acabaron los guapos en La Habana,
se acabaron los guapos en La Habana.

VOZ 1: Voy para allá.

CORO: Se acabaron los guapos en La Habana.
VOZ 1: Dicen que estás perdido de Centro Habana
CORO: Se acabaron los guapos en La Habana.
VOZ 1: Eso me contó tu madrina Juana.
CORO: Se acabaron los guapos en La Habana.
VOZ 1: Si todo el mundo dice que tú estás mareado.
CORO: Se acabaron los guapos en La Habana.
VOZ 1: Que te vieron escondido por allá por Marianao.

CORO: Dale guarapo.
VOZ 1: Dale
CORO: Dale guarapo.
VOZ 1: Pero dame.
CORO: Dale guarapo que en La Habana ya no quedan guapos.
VOZ 1: Pregúntaselo a Tato.
CORO: Dale guarapo.
VOZ 1: Dale
CORO: Dale guarapo.
VOZ 1: Dale otra vez.
CORO: Dale guarapo que en La Habana ya no quedan guapos.
VOZ 1: Si tú saliste corriendo y soltaste los zapatos.
CORO: En La Habana ya no quedan guapos.
VOZ 1: Dale.
CORO: En La Habana ya no quedan guapos,
en La Habana ya no quedan guapos,
en La Habana ya no quedan guapos,
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