Luyện nghe bài hát Batucadia Suite

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

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

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

Says glad you let him try it all again
'Cause his last time on he lived life in sin
All he wants to do is his eagle wings
And fly south for the just like me
All he to do is get inside your head
And play the funky from the streets

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

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