for thirty years they sang the song of promised victory but who they ve fought and who has won didn t matter much to me i see them driving down the streets in their fancy shiny cars crowds of people to their feet their faces full of scars no pleasantries no luxuries no little children s milk while minister s wives spent all their lives in china s finest silk my back s been broken many times but my spirit lingers on the day it comes my way on freedom s ship i will be gone chorus from hell to paradise i ll always pay the price from hell to paradise i ll always pay the price this ninety mile trip has taken thirty years to make they tried to keep forever what was never theirs to take i cursed and scratched the devil s hand as he stood in front of me one last drag from his big cigar and he finally set me free repeat chorus twice con ojos tiernos algun dia te mirare con brases abiertos algun dia abrasare hay mi havana cuando pueda regresare translation with tender eyes someday i ll look at you with open arms someday i ll embrace you my old havana someday i will return