.The window is wide open, breathing air of night from a dark blue sky. And a woman sings of what used to be, with a voice so sad, that it makes me cry. I can't control myself when I hear her sing: "Midnight, not a sound from the pavement." Havana please, I missed you since we're apart. You are foreve.
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