Lirik Lagu Guantanamera - Wyclef Jean
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Intro-
Hola! Soy Celia CruzY estoy aqui con Wyclef, celebrando el CarnivalAzucar!![singing] Guantanamera[Wyclef] We out here in Miami just shining[singing] Guajila, Guantanamera[Wyclef] Worldwide[singing] Guan-tana-mera[Wyclef] Bout to bring it to you in stereo[singing] Guajila, GuantanameraYo soy un hombre sincero[Wyclef] That was then, this is nowWelcome to the Carnival, the arrival... c'mon!
[Wyclef Jean]Spanish Harlem! Oahh-eee-ohh!Boogie Down Bronx! Oahh-eee-ohh!Manhattan! Oahh-eee-ohh!Back to Staten! Oahh-eee-ohh!Chorus-
[Wyclef sings, then raps]GuantanameraHey yo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigarGuajila, GuantanameraHey, yo, I think she's eyeing me from afarGuan-tana-mera...Guajila Guan-tana-mera...Verse 1-(Wyclef Jean)
Yo, I wrote this in Haiti, overlooking CubaI asked her what's her name, she said, 'Guantanamera'Remind me of an old latin song, my uncle used to playOn his old forty-five when he used to be aliveShe went from a young girl, to a grown womanLike a Virgin, so she sex with no average mahnPeep the figure, move like a caterpillarFly like a butterfly, let your soul feel her glidePac Woman better yet Space InvaderIf your name was Chun-Li, we'd be playin Street FighterPenny for your thoughts, a nickel for your kissA dime if you tell me that you love meChorus-
GuantanameraHey yo, I'm standin at the bar with a, Cuban cigarGuajila, GuantanameraYo, I think she's eyeing me from afarGuan-tana-mera...Guajila Guan-tana-mera...Break-
[singing in Spanish, with Wyclef responses]Soy una mujer, sinceraDo you speak English?De donde crecen las palmasCan I buy you a drink?[man joins in] Soy una mujer, sinceraUh-huh uh-huh uh-huhDe donde crecen las palmasYou killin meY antes de morir, yo quieroCantar mis versos del almaTe quiero mama, te quiero!!Chorus-
GuantanameraAiyyo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigarGuajila, GuantanameraHey yo John Forte, she's eyeing me from farGuan-tana-mera...Guajila Guan-tana-meraVerse 2-(Lauryn Hill)
Yo, she was a rose in Spanish Harlem, mamasita beg your pardonMake stakes at a faster rate then she fornicatesPure traits of genius, Goddess of Black VenusCrab niggaz angry cause they can't get between usto no sele-xion, smooth complex-ionThe lexicon of Lexington, parents came from CubaPart Mexican, pure sweet, dimes fell to her feetShe like Movado, and shook her hips like DelgadoAnd broke niggaz down from the Grounds to Apolloand then some, she took her act sent it to ?demp sum?And waited patiently while the businessmen comeCall late on purpose, got even politicians nervousAnd made plans to infiltrate the street secret serviceThis gentle flower, fertility was her powerSweet persona, Venus Flytrap primadonnaQue sera que sera she turned dinero to dineraChorus-
[Wyclef responds to singing again]GuantanameraHey yo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigarGuajila GuantanameraHey yo... I think she's eyein me from afarGuan-tana-mera...Guajila Guan-tana-mera...
Hola! Soy Celia CruzY estoy aqui con Wyclef, celebrando el CarnivalAzucar!![singing] Guantanamera[Wyclef] We out here in Miami just shining[singing] Guajila, Guantanamera[Wyclef] Worldwide[singing] Guan-tana-mera[Wyclef] Bout to bring it to you in stereo[singing] Guajila, GuantanameraYo soy un hombre sincero[Wyclef] That was then, this is nowWelcome to the Carnival, the arrival... c'mon!
[Wyclef Jean]Spanish Harlem! Oahh-eee-ohh!Boogie Down Bronx! Oahh-eee-ohh!Manhattan! Oahh-eee-ohh!Back to Staten! Oahh-eee-ohh!Chorus-
[Wyclef sings, then raps]GuantanameraHey yo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigarGuajila, GuantanameraHey, yo, I think she's eyeing me from afarGuan-tana-mera...Guajila Guan-tana-mera...Verse 1-(Wyclef Jean)
Yo, I wrote this in Haiti, overlooking CubaI asked her what's her name, she said, 'Guantanamera'Remind me of an old latin song, my uncle used to playOn his old forty-five when he used to be aliveShe went from a young girl, to a grown womanLike a Virgin, so she sex with no average mahnPeep the figure, move like a caterpillarFly like a butterfly, let your soul feel her glidePac Woman better yet Space InvaderIf your name was Chun-Li, we'd be playin Street FighterPenny for your thoughts, a nickel for your kissA dime if you tell me that you love meChorus-
GuantanameraHey yo, I'm standin at the bar with a, Cuban cigarGuajila, GuantanameraYo, I think she's eyeing me from afarGuan-tana-mera...Guajila Guan-tana-mera...Break-
[singing in Spanish, with Wyclef responses]Soy una mujer, sinceraDo you speak English?De donde crecen las palmasCan I buy you a drink?[man joins in] Soy una mujer, sinceraUh-huh uh-huh uh-huhDe donde crecen las palmasYou killin meY antes de morir, yo quieroCantar mis versos del almaTe quiero mama, te quiero!!Chorus-
GuantanameraAiyyo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigarGuajila, GuantanameraHey yo John Forte, she's eyeing me from farGuan-tana-mera...Guajila Guan-tana-meraVerse 2-(Lauryn Hill)
Yo, she was a rose in Spanish Harlem, mamasita beg your pardonMake stakes at a faster rate then she fornicatesPure traits of genius, Goddess of Black VenusCrab niggaz angry cause they can't get between usto no sele-xion, smooth complex-ionThe lexicon of Lexington, parents came from CubaPart Mexican, pure sweet, dimes fell to her feetShe like Movado, and shook her hips like DelgadoAnd broke niggaz down from the Grounds to Apolloand then some, she took her act sent it to ?demp sum?And waited patiently while the businessmen comeCall late on purpose, got even politicians nervousAnd made plans to infiltrate the street secret serviceThis gentle flower, fertility was her powerSweet persona, Venus Flytrap primadonnaQue sera que sera she turned dinero to dineraChorus-
[Wyclef responds to singing again]GuantanameraHey yo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigarGuajila GuantanameraHey yo... I think she's eyein me from afarGuan-tana-mera...Guajila Guan-tana-mera...
