文本歌词

Hola' soy Celia Cr鷝' y estoy aqui con Wyclef celebrando el
Carnaval Azucar
Guantanamera
Guajira' guantanamera (Wyclef) Worldwide
Guantanamera (Wyclef) I can bring it to your stereo
Guajira' guantanamera (Wyclef) That was then
Yo soy un hombre sincero (Wyclef) this is now
Welcome to the Carnival' the arrival
COME ON
Spanish Harlem (ooooey-o)'
Boogie Down folks (ooooey-o)'
Manhattan (ooooey-o)'
Back to Staten (ooooey-o)'
Guantanamera (hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a Cuban cigar)
Guajira' guantanamera (hey yo I think she's eyeeing me from far)
Guantanamera' guajira' guantanamera
Yo' I wrote this in Haiti overlooking Cuba I asked her what's her
Name she said Guantanamera' remind me of an old Latin song' my uncle used to
Play' on his old 45 when he used to be alive She went from a young girl to a
Grown woman like a VIRGIN' so she sex with no average man' keep the figure'
Move like a caterpillar' fly like a butterfly' let your soul feel the glide'
Part woman very yet space invader' if your name was Chun-Li we'd be playing
Street Fighter ---A penny for your thought' a nickel for your kiss' a dime if
You tell me that you love me (Come On )
Guantanamera (hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a-- Cuban cigar)
Guajira' guantanamera (yo I think she's eyeeing me from far)
Guantanamera'
Guajira' guantanamera
Soy una mujer sincera..(Wyclef) Do you speak English
De donde crece la palma (Wyclef) Can I buy you a drink
Soy una mujer sincera..(Wyclef) uh-huh-uh-huh
De donde crece la palma (Wyclef) You killin
Te quiero mam te quiero
Guantanamera (hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a-- Cuban cigar)
Guajira' guantanamera (hey yo' John Forte' she's eyeeing me from far)
Guantanamera' guajira' guantanamera
Yo she was a Rosa Spanish
Harlem mamacita beg your pardon' makes mistakes at a faster rate than she
Fornicates' her traits of genius' goddess of black venus' crab niggas angry
Cuz they can't get between us' todon sin lexian' smooth complex-ion' lexicon
In Lexington' parents came from Cuba' part Mexican' pure sweet' dimes fell to
Her feet' she like Movado' and shook her hips like Delgado' and broke niggas
Down from the Grounds to Apollo and then some She took an accident to Dempson
And waited patiently while the businessmen come' call late on purpose' got
Even politicians nervous' and made plans to infiltrate street's secret
Service' this gentle flower' fertility was a power' sweet persona' venus
Flytrap Prima Donna' que sera que sera' she turned dinero to dinera
Guantanamera (hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a-- Cuban cigar)
Guajira' guantanamera (hey-yo I think she's eyeeing me from far)
Guantanamera' guajira' guantanamera