Luyện nghe bài hát Three Nights In Rio

You we had to come back like this, right man
too hot in New York man
It's too hot in New York man, me

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro no sounds of buses
No ambulance, no police sirens to my silence
Mucho poquito dinero
I work hard and I have no money

Playin' my guitar, I'm on the beach
I'm margaritas as the water splash my feet
too hot in New York I had to get away
So here's a ticket, meet me on the under the shade

I was young they called me Robin Hood
'Cos I stole from the rich and I to the poor
Went back home, whooped on my ass
Said, "I'll be damned if I let you live that"

Meanwhile next neighbors jumpin'
Beatin' on his while the kids were watchin'
Later that day we was out on the
And fantasize we was out of New York, we up in

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no of buses
No ambulance, no sirens to interrupt my silence
Mucho trabajo dinero
I work hard and I have no money

Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the
I'm sippin' margaritas as the water my feet
It's too hot in New I had to get away
So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach the shade

I'm in hood like your neighbors were Spider man
But I'm in the club 'fore I entered the stadium
I bring the like the days of the tribe
Before I had the fame I was the fries

So who better to know a nine-to-five
up at five with the cold in my eyes
Now my daddy, he can rest in
the belly of the beast to the sunniest beach, let's go

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of
No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my
Mucho trabajo poquito
Means I work and I have no money

Playin' my guitar, used to daydream at the
Prayin' if I ever it, I'm gon' help my family make it
the streets of Brooklyn, to the Jersey canny shores
I'm a stand on and play this guitar till I fall

Santana, let me get some
Santana, let me get help

This one out for those, who work for low income
Keep your head up, 'cos if I it, you can make it too one day

Three nights in Rio De with no sounds of buses
No ambulance, no police sirens to my silence
Mucho trabajo dinero
I work hard and I have no money

Playin' my guitar, I'm on the beach
I'm margaritas as the water splash my feet
It's too hot in New York I had to get
So here's a ticket, meet me on the under the shade

too hot in New York man
It's too hot in New man
too hot in New York man
It's too hot,

It's too hot in New man
too hot in New York man
It's too hot in New man
too hot, yeah

Yeah, Santana with the Preacher's son
It's the tour, too hot

You know I leavin' without Santana on this Celia [Incomprehensible]
know better, let's go now

Guantanamera, Celia will always ya
Guantanamera, Clef with the Carlos
Guantanamera, Celia will miss ya
Guantanamera, with the Carlos Santana