Текст песни
(Verse 1)
The palm trees are shivering in the salt and the rime
The clocks stopped ticking in the Havana time
A ghost in the ring, with gloves made of lead
The roses are white, the audience is dead
The rum in the glass is a pillar of glass
Watching the shadows of glory pass
(Chorus)
Blue ice over El Vedado
A heavy heart in a soft bravado
We are the frost in the Caribbean sun
Waiting for the winter that never will come
Wall of sound, wall of snow
Nowhere for the heat to go
(Verse 2)
My father's trumpet is a frozen breath
A cabaret song for a graceful death
We live in the mirrors of this cracked estate
Polishing echoes, tempting the fate
The reverb is thick like the ocean at night
Drowning the gold, killing the light
(Bridge)
(Whispered ethereal harmonies)
Slow... so slow...
The ring is empty...
The ice is heavy...
Mateo, let it go.
(Guitar Solo - Shimmering, distorted Wall of Sound)
(Outro)
Tropical winter, stay a while
Beneath the dust, a frozen smile
La Familia... Hielo...
(Slow drum beat fades into white noise)
