Luyện nghe bài hát Three Nights In Rio

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

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

my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach
I'm sippin' 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 beach under the

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

Meanwhile next door neighbors
Beatin' on his wife the kids were watchin'
that day we was out on the porch
And we was out of New York, we woke up in

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

Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the
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 beach under the

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

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

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

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

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

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

nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds 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 on the beach
I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my
It's too hot in New York I had to get
So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach 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,

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

Yeah, Carlos Santana the Preacher's son
the world 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 Santana
Guantanamera, Celia will miss ya
Guantanamera, Clef with the Santana