| Song | From Hell To Paradise |
| Artist | The Mavericks |
| Album | Gold |
| 作词 : Malo | |
| (Raul Malo) | |
| 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 |
| zuò cí : Malo | |
| Raul Malo | |
| 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 |