Luyện nghe bài hát Guantanamera

Hola! Soy Celia
Y estoy aqui con Wyclef, el Carnival
Azucar!!
Guantanamera
[Wyclef] We out here in Miami shining
[singing] Guajila,
[Wyclef]
Guan-tana-mera
[Wyclef] to bring it to you in stereo
Guajila, Guantanamera
Yo soy un sincero
That 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 think she's me from afar
Guan-tana-mera...
Guan-tana-mera...

Verse One: Jean

Yo, I wrote this in Haiti, Cuba
I asked her her name, she said, 'Guantanamera'
me of an old latin song, my uncle used 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 like a
Fly like a butterfly, let your soul feel her
Pac Woman better yet Space
If name was Chun-Li, we'd be playin Street Fighter
Penny for thoughts, a nickel for your kiss
A dime if you tell me that you me

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

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

Aiyyo I'm standing at the bar with a, cigar
Guajila,
Hey yo Forte, she's eyeing me from 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 faster rate she fornicates
Pure traits of genius, Goddess of Black
niggaz angry cause they can't get between us
to no sele-xion, smooth
The of Lexington, parents came from Cuba
Part Mexican, pure sweet, dimes to her feet
She like Movado, and shook her like Delgado
And broke niggaz down from the to Apollo
and then some, she her act sent it to ?demp sum?
And waited while the businessmen come
late on purpose, got even politicians nervous
And made plans to infiltrate the secret service
This gentle flower, was her power
Sweet persona, Venus primadonna
Que sera que sera she turned dinero to

responds to singing again]

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