Luyện nghe bài hát Batucadia Suite

Mary's into new got a brand new bag
Superficial living her life a drag
World stereotypes her as she coins the
Living for the hot wax and the page

She no longer wants to boss the around
to popular belief
All she to do is get inside your head
And the fun rhythms of the street

Batucada Suite, of the street
Music for the soul to make you whole
Estebans a and a superman
Says love will someday reign throughout this land

he's glad you let him try it all again
'Cause his last time on earth he life in sin
All he wants to do is spread his wings
And fly south for the winter like me
All he wants to do is get inside your
And the funky rhythms from the streets

Batucada Suite rhythms for the
for the soul-geared to make you whole
Tribal of the African, the reggae of the Rastaman
The ragas of the Indians, music of my homeland
Tender lutes of the Orient, the salsa of descent
Jesus music is heaven sent to remind us of has went

I ya Ototele-the of Y Surdo as I taste life bittersweet
I know I am not complete until the in my songs are yours
If you feel a pain unfair, crosses too to bear
Preservation from peace not war