Managua is my big apple.
My one and only one.
I don’t need New York to love you.
I’ll just keep with my big city apple.
My rotten city apple. Big apple.
You can fall in love in the big city.
Or you just can fall. You can’t love my big apple.
But you can fall in love in my big apple. Rotten love.
Let’s fall in love in my Big Apple.
My beautiful and rotten apple: Managua.