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] to bring it to you in stereo
[singing] Guajila,
Yo soy un sincero
[Wyclef] That was then, 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 a, Cuban cigar
Guajila,
Hey, yo, I think she's me from afar
Guan-tana-mera...
Guan-tana-mera...

Verse One: Jean

Yo, I wrote in Haiti, overlooking Cuba
I her what's her name, she said, 'Guantanamera'
Remind me of an old latin song, my uncle to play
On his old forty-five when he used to be
She went a young girl, to a grown woman
Like a Virgin, so she sex with no mahn
the figure, move like 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 Street
Penny for your thoughts, a for your kiss
A dime if you me that you love me

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

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

Aiyyo I'm at the bar with 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 in Spanish Harlem, mamasita beg your pardon
Make stakes at a faster then she fornicates
Pure traits of genius, of Black Venus
Crab niggaz angry cause they can't get us
to no sele-xion, complex-ion
The lexicon of Lexington, parents came Cuba
Part Mexican, pure sweet, fell to her feet
She Movado, and shook her hips like Delgado
And broke niggaz down the Grounds to Apollo
and some, she took her act sent it to ?demp sum?
And waited patiently while the businessmen
Call late on purpose, got politicians nervous
And made plans to infiltrate the street secret
gentle flower, fertility was her power
Sweet persona, Venus Flytrap
Que que sera she turned dinero to dinera

[Wyclef responds to singing

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