Luyện nghe bài hát Guantanamera

Hola! Soy Cruz
Y estoy con Wyclef, celebrando el Carnival
Azucar!!
[singing]
We out here in Miami just shining
[singing] Guajila,
Worldwide
[singing]
[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 with a, cigar
Guajila,
Hey, yo, I think eyeing me from afar
Guan-tana-mera...
Guan-tana-mera...

Verse One: Jean

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

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

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

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

Verse Two: Lauryn

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

[Wyclef to singing again]

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