Luyện nghe bài hát Batucadia Suite

Mary's into new things got a new bag
Superficial living her life a drag
World her as she coins the phrase
for the hot wax and the printed page

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

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

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

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

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