《Guantanamera》歌词

[00:00:00] Hola, soy Celia Cr鷝, y estoy aqui con Wyclef celebrando el

[00:00:05] carnaval! Azucar!

[00:00:07] Guantanamera

[00:00:10] Guajira, guantanamera (Wyclef) Worldwide!

[00:00:14] Guantanamera (Wyclef) I can bring it to your stereo..

[00:00:18] Guajira, guantanamera (Wyclef) That was then...

[00:00:22] Yo soy un hombre sincero (Wyclef) this is now...

[00:00:28] Welcome to the Carnival, the arrival.

[00:00:34] COME ON!

[00:00:35] Spanish Harlem (ooooey-o),

[00:00:38] Boogie Down folks (ooooey-o),

[00:00:40] Manhattan (ooooey-o),

[00:00:43] back to Staten (ooooey-o),

[00:00:46] guantanamera (hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a.. Cuban cigar)

[00:00:51] guajira, guantanamera (hey yo I think she's eyeeing me from far)

[00:00:58] guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera.....

[00:01:08] Yo, I wrote this in Haiti overlooking Cuba. I asked her what's her

[00:01:11] name she said Guantanamera, remind me of an old Latin song, my uncle used to

[00:01:16] play, on his old 45 when he used to be alive. She went from a young girl to a

[00:01:21] grown woman like a VIRGIN, so she sex with no average man, keep the figure,

[00:01:26] move like a caterpillar, fly like a butterfly, let your soul feel the glide,

[00:01:30] part woman very yet space invader, if your name was Chun-Li we'd be playing

[00:01:35] Street Fighter.---A penny for your thought, a nickel for your kiss, a dime if

[00:01:39] you tell me that you love me. (Come On!)

[00:01:41] Guantanamera (hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a-- Cuban cigar)

[00:01:45] guajira, guantanamera (yo I think she's eyeeing me from far)

[00:01:52] guantanamera,

[00:01:56] guajira, guantanamera.....

[00:02:03] Soy una mujer sincera..(Wyclef) Do you speak English?

[00:02:09] De donde crece la palma (Wyclef) Can I buy you a drink?

[00:02:14] Soy una mujer sincera..(Wyclef) uh-huh-uh-huh!

[00:02:19] De donde crece la palma! (Wyclef) You killin...

[00:02:34] Te quiero mam? te quiero!

[00:02:36] Guantanamera (hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a-- Cuban cigar)

[00:02:40] guajira, guantanamera (hey yo, John Forte, she's eyeeing me from far)

[00:02:47] guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera.....

[00:02:57] yo... she was a Rosa Spanish

[00:02:59] Harlem mamacita beg your pardon, makes mistakes at a faster rate than she

[00:03:02] fornicates, her traits of genius, goddess of black venus, crab niggas angry

[00:03:07] cuz they can't get between us, todon sin lexian, smooth complex-ion, lexicon

[00:03:11] in Lexington, parents came from Cuba, part Mexican, pure sweet, dimes fell to

[00:03:16] her feet, she like Movado, and shook her hips like Delgado, and broke niggas

[00:03:20] down from the Grounds to Apollo and then some! She took an accident to Dempson

[00:03:24] and waited patiently while the businessmen come, call late on purpose, got

[00:03:29] even politicians nervous, and made plans to infiltrate street's secret

[00:03:33] service, this gentle flower, fertility was a power, sweet persona, venus

[00:03:37] flytrap Prima Donna, que sera que sera, she turned dinero to dinera....

[00:03:41] Guantanamera (hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a-- Cuban cigar)

[00:03:46] guajira, guantanamera (hey-yo I think she's eyeeing me from far)

[00:03:52] guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera.

[00:04:03] A boy like that? He killed his brother? He kill'd his motha! Fuck,

[00:04:08] he killed his brother....

[00:04:11] Sang happy to the NYC, to New Jersey......