Luyện nghe bài hát Three Nights In Rio

You knew we had to come back this, right man
It's too hot in New 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
trabajo poquito dinero
Means I work 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 I had to get away
So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach under the

When I was young they me Robin 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 door neighbors jumpin'
Beatin' on his wife while the kids were
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 sounds of
No ambulance, no police sirens to my silence
Mucho poquito dinero
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 the shade

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

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

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

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

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

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

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of
No ambulance, no police sirens to my silence
Mucho trabajo poquito
Means I work hard and I 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 a ticket, meet me on the beach under the shade

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

Yeah, Carlos Santana the Preacher's son
the world tour, too hot

You know I ain't leavin' Santana on this Celia [Incomprehensible]
Y'all better, let's go now

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