Buena Vista Social Club

This is a famous photo of mine

Taken during the October missile

crisis outside the Hotel Riviera

The whole Malecon was full of

anti-aircraft guns and cannons

We were expecting a US invasion

I took this one in 1959,

in Washington

Fidel laid a wreath

before Abraham Lincoln

It's called 'David and Goliath'

The little man and the giant

These are Che Guevara and Fidel

playing golf

Who won?

Fidel

Che let him win

Ah, the Buena Vista Social Club!

Compay Segundo! Hello!

We should ask these people

Let's ask the old folks where

the Buena Vista Social Club is

He'll know

- We're looking for the Social Club

- The Buena Vista?

Oh, that's long gone

The Buena Vista was...let's see.

You go up that way...

- It was No 48

- Yes, but it's no longer there

OK, tell us where

It used to be

Look, you go up that way,

and you'll find it

- You used to dance there?

- Sure I did

I was born near there.

It's a private house now

Go on the dual carriageway

It's that house, the one with

a line painted on the door

It's been gone since 1944.

We've lived here since then

I remember they used to throw

parties at the Buena Vista

In its day, the best bands

in Cuba played there

Know what I eat when I've had

too much to drink? Chicken soup

You take a piece of chicken neck

and you fry it

When it's no longer bloody,

you toss in some chopped garlic

You can still see

part of the bar

You eat that and you won't

have a hangover

That's how I stay fit.

Best thing there is

FromAlto Cedro,

I'm going to Marcane

I get to Cueto,

then go to Mayari

The love I have foryou,

I cannot deny

My mouth is watering.

I can't help myself

Juanita and Chan Chan,

play togetheron the beach

How herbottom shakes.

How Chan Chan is aroused

Clear the path ofdry cane leaves

Because I want to sit down

On that trunk over there.

Orl might not make it

Asleep in my garden

Amid the gladioli and the roses

And the white lilies

My soul feels sad and heavy

From the flowers I wish to hide

my bitterpain

I don't want

the flowers to know...

the torments

that life gives me

If they knew

what I'm suffering...

...formy sorrows,

they would cry as well

Silence,

for they are asleep

The gladioli and the lilies

I don't want them

to know my sorrows

Forif they see me crying,

they'll die.

Omara Portuondo!

I, lbrahim Ferrer Planas...

...was born in a small town,

in Santiago de Cuba

San Luis

I am the son of Aurelia Ferrer

Registered as her natural son

I say this because...

...l'd like you all

to know from me...

...who I am and what I am

At the age of twelve...

I lost my mother

I had already lost my father.

I was an orphan

I was my mother's only child

So I had to look after myself

I was at school,

where I had friends

But I had to abandon

my studies then

Life at that time wasn't

what it is now

It was harder.

You had to fend for yourself

Do you need a hand?

Ruben and I were just

taking it easy

Ruben loves to improvise,

and so do l. Let things flow

So, I started singing. I said

Compadre, pick up this tune

Two Gardenias foryou

With them I mean to say

I love you, I adore you

Pay them allyourmind.

They'll be your heart and mine

Ry Cooder heard it, too

When he arrived, I had just sung

that number. To loosen up

And he recorded it

Two Gardenias foryou

With them I mean to say...

...l love you. I adore you

Pay them allyourmind.

They'll be your heart and mine

Two gardenias foryou

With all the warmth ofa kiss

Kisses you'll neverfind

in the arms ofanother

They'll live beside you,

and talk to you as I do

And you'll believe they're saying

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