Luyện nghe bài hát Guantanamera

Hola! Soy Cruz
Y aqui con Wyclef, celebrando el Carnival
Azucar!!
[singing]
We out here in Miami just shining
[singing] Guajila,
[Wyclef]
Guan-tana-mera
[Wyclef] Bout to bring it to you in
Guajila, Guantanamera
Yo soy un sincero
[Wyclef] was then, this is now
to the Carnival, the arrival... c'mon!

[Wyclef
Harlem! Oahh-eee-ohh!
Boogie Bronx! Oahh-eee-ohh!
Manhattan! Oahh-eee-ohh!
to Staten! Oahh-eee-ohh!

[Wyclef sings, raps]

Hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a, cigar
Guajila,
Hey, yo, I she's eyeing me from afar
Guan-tana-mera...
Guan-tana-mera...

Verse One: Wyclef

Yo, I wrote this in Haiti, Cuba
I asked her what's her name, she said,
Remind me of an old latin song, my uncle to play
On his old forty-five when he used to be
She from a young girl, to a grown woman
Like a Virgin, so she sex with no mahn
Peep the figure, move a caterpillar
Fly like a butterfly, let your soul her glide
Pac Woman better yet Space
If your name was Chun-Li, we'd be playin Fighter
for your thoughts, a nickel for your kiss
A if you tell me that you love me

Hey yo, I'm standin at the bar a, Cuban cigar
Guajila,
Yo, I think she's me from afar
Guan-tana-mera...
Guan-tana-mera...

[singing in Spanish, with Wyclef
Soy una mujer,
Do you English?
De donde las palmas
Can I buy you a
[man in] Soy una mujer, sincera
Uh-huh uh-huh
De donde crecen las
You me
Y de morir, yo quiero
Cantar mis versos del
Te mama, te quiero!!

Aiyyo I'm standing at the bar a, Cuban cigar
Guajila,
Hey yo John Forte, she's eyeing me far
Guan-tana-mera...
Guan-tana-mera

Verse Two: Lauryn

Yo, she was a rose in Harlem, mamasita beg your pardon
Make stakes at a rate then she fornicates
traits of genius, Goddess of Black Venus
Crab niggaz cause they can't get between us
to no sele-xion, smooth
The lexicon of Lexington, parents from Cuba
Part Mexican, pure sweet, dimes to her feet
She Movado, and shook her hips like Delgado
And niggaz down from the Grounds to Apollo
and then some, she took her act it to ?demp sum?
And waited patiently the businessmen come
late on purpose, got even politicians nervous
And made to infiltrate the street secret service
This flower, fertility was her power
Sweet persona, Venus primadonna
Que sera que sera she dinero to dinera

responds to singing again]

Hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban
Guantanamera
Hey yo... I think she's me from afar
Guan-tana-mera...
Guan-tana-mera...