Social Club, a favorite Cuban Band.
They sing the best Cuban Jazz
singing of Cuba and their feelings.
The band on stage sang and made
the audience dance on their feet.
I'm on the balcony dancing with my mom
and my gran, listening to the music.
I listen to the Cuban music and sense
my heritage, my Mexican heritage.
The band finished and I went
to see them to get an autograph.
One band member gave me an autograph.
And when we left, my mom said that she's
allowing me to stay home the next day.
As we waited at the bus stop in that cold winter night,
we saw the tour bus go by
and the band members waved goodbye.
And I waved back as they disappeared down the hill behind me.