- published: 18 Jan 2016
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The guayabera /ɡwaɪ.əˈbɛrə/ is a men's shirt popular in Mexico, Latin America, the Caribbean (especially Cuba), Dominican Republic, Southeast Asia, Puerto Rico, the Philippines and Zimbabwe. It is also known as a "Mexican Wedding Shirt."
The origin of the garment is disputed, as various claims for the distinctive style have been made in several Latin America countries as well as the Philippines. In fact, every country that has produced its own version of the shirt makes some form of claim to its origins, or of adding to its origins. However, some Latin Americans believe guayaberas are of Cuban, or at least Caribbean, origin. Others are certain it is of Mexican origin.
An interesting modern view is as follows:
... there exists a great deal of controversy regarding the origins of the guayabera shirt. Some say it belongs to Mexican tradition whereas others vouch Thailand as the place of birth for this shirt. The story has taken the form of a fable in Cuba where it is undoubtedly accepted that the shirt belongs to Cuba. The story of the shirt is that it was made especially for one wealthy Cuban rancher back in the 1700s who [had] it imported from Spain. Spain being the common link between the cultures of the three nations it is quite likely that the actual origins of this shirt are Spanish. [Nonetheless] the shirt... is accepted as part of the Cuban heritage more than any other.
I've got a broken sky
Miles above
I talk to every night
It used to be the one to say it's all right
Now it's the setting sun
Every part of me is you
Can we make this black sky blue?
Well maybe I wouldn't be so broken-hearted
If you were still here with me
Love is just a disease
I'm taught about it
It only makes me cry
I walk these empty rooms
Half alive
And not the way I knew
Sometimes the silence seems so loud
I hear it in my dreams
Every part of me is you
Can we fill these empty rooms?
Maybe I wouldn't be so broken-hearted
If you were still here with me
Love is just a disease
I'm taught about it
It only makes me cry, ohhh...
Every part of me is you
Can we make this black sky blue?
Well maybe I wouldn't be so broken-hearted
If you were still here with me
Love is just a disease
I'm taught about it
It only makes me cry... oooh...