歌曲 | Guantanamera |
歌手 | Wyclef Jean |
专辑 | Greatest Hits |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00] | hola, soy celia cr�, y estoy aqui con wyclef celebrando el |
[00:05] | carnaval! azucar! |
[00:07] | guantanamera |
[00:10] | guajira, guantanamera (wyclef) worldwide! |
[00:14] | guantanamera (wyclef) i can bring it to your stereo.. |
[00:18] | guajira, guantanamera (wyclef) that was then... |
[00:22] | yo soy un hombre sincero (wyclef) this is now... |
[00:28] | welcome to the carnival, the arrival. |
[00:34] | come on! |
[00:35] | spanish harlem (ooooey-o), |
[00:38] | boogie down folks (ooooey-o), |
[00:40] | manhattan (ooooey-o), |
[00:43] | back to staten (ooooey-o), |
[00:46] | guantanamera (hey yo im standing at the bar with a.. cuban cigar) |
[00:51] | guajira, guantanamera (hey yo i think shes eyeeing me from far) |
[00:58] | guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera..... |
[01:08] | yo, i wrote this in haiti overlooking cuba. i asked her whats her |
[01:11] | name she said guantanamera, remind me of an old latin song, my uncle used to |
[01:16] | play, on his old 45 when he used to be alive. she went from a young girl to a |
[01:21] | grown woman like a virgin, so she sex with no average man, keep the figure, |
[01:26] | move like a caterpillar, fly like a butterfly, let your soul feel the glide, |
[01:30] | part woman very yet space invader, if your name was chun-li wed be playing |
[01:35] | street fighter.---a penny for your thought, a nickel for your kiss, a dime if |
[01:39] | you tell me that you love me. (come on!) |
[01:41] | guantanamera (hey yo im standing at the bar with a-- cuban cigar) |
[01:45] | guajira, guantanamera (yo i think shes eyeeing me from far) |
[01:52] | guantanamera, |
[01:56] | guajira, guantanamera..... |
[02:03] | soy una mujer sincera..(wyclef) do you speak english? |
[02:09] | de donde crece la palma (wyclef) can i buy you a drink? |
[02:14] | soy una mujer sincera..(wyclef) uh-huh-uh-huh! |
[02:19] | de donde crece la palma! (wyclef) you killin... |
[02:24y antes de morir, yo quiero..cantar mis versos del alma. | |
[02:34] | te quiero mam? te quiero! |
[02:36] | guantanamera (hey yo im standing at the bar with a-- cuban cigar) |
[02:40] | guajira, guantanamera (hey yo, john forte, shes eyeeing me from far) |
[02:47] | guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera..... |
[02:57] | yo... she was a rosa spanish |
[02:59] | harlem mamacita beg your pardon, makes mistakes at a faster rate than she |
[03:02] | fornicates, her traits of genius, goddess of black venus, crab niggas angry |
[03:07] | cuz they cant get between us, todon sin lexian, smooth complex-ion, lexicon |
[03:11] | in lexington, parents came from cuba, part mexican, pure sweet, dimes fell to |
[03:16] | her feet, she like movado, and shook her hips like delgado, and broke niggas |
[03:20] | down from the grounds to apollo and then some! she took an accident to dempson |
[03:24] | and waited patiently while the businessmen come, call late on purpose, got |
[03:29] | even politicians nervous, and made plans to infiltrate streets secret |
[03:33] | service, this gentle flower, fertility was a power, sweet persona, venus |
[03:37] | flytrap prima donna, que sera que sera, she turned dinero to dinera.... |
[03:41] | guantanamera (hey yo im standing at the bar with a-- cuban cigar) |
[03:46] | guajira, guantanamera (hey-yo i think shes eyeeing me from far) |
[03:52] | guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera. |
[04:03] | a boy like that? he killed his brother? he killd his motha! fuck, |
[04:08] | he killed his brother.... |
[04:11] | sang happy to the nyc, to new jersey...... |
[00:00] | hola, soy celia cr, y estoy aqui con wyclef celebrando el |
[00:05] | carnaval! azucar! |
[00:07] | guantanamera |
[00:10] | guajira, guantanamera wyclef worldwide! |
[00:14] | guantanamera wyclef i can bring it to your stereo.. |
[00:18] | guajira, guantanamera wyclef that was then... |
[00:22] | yo soy un hombre sincero wyclef this is now... |
[00:28] | welcome to the carnival, the arrival. |
[00:34] | come on! |
[00:35] | spanish harlem ooooeyo, |
[00:38] | boogie down folks ooooeyo, |
[00:40] | manhattan ooooeyo, |
[00:43] | back to staten ooooeyo, |
[00:46] | guantanamera hey yo im standing at the bar with a.. cuban cigar |
[00:51] | guajira, guantanamera hey yo i think shes eyeeing me from far |
[00:58] | guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera..... |
[01:08] | yo, i wrote this in haiti overlooking cuba. i asked her whats her |
[01:11] | name she said guantanamera, remind me of an old latin song, my uncle used to |
[01:16] | play, on his old 45 when he used to be alive. she went from a young girl to a |
[01:21] | grown woman like a virgin, so she sex with no average man, keep the figure, |
[01:26] | move like a caterpillar, fly like a butterfly, let your soul feel the glide, |
[01:30] | part woman very yet space invader, if your name was chunli wed be playing |
[01:35] | street fighter. a penny for your thought, a nickel for your kiss, a dime if |
[01:39] | you tell me that you love me. come on! |
[01:41] | guantanamera hey yo im standing at the bar with a cuban cigar |
[01:45] | guajira, guantanamera yo i think shes eyeeing me from far |
[01:52] | guantanamera, |
[01:56] | guajira, guantanamera..... |
[02:03] | soy una mujer sincera.. wyclef do you speak english? |
[02:09] | de donde crece la palma wyclef can i buy you a drink? |
[02:14] | soy una mujer sincera.. wyclef uhhuhuhhuh! |
[02:19] | de donde crece la palma! wyclef you killin... |
02: 24y antes de morir, yo quiero.. cantar mis versos del alma. | |
[02:34] | te quiero mam? te quiero! |
[02:36] | guantanamera hey yo im standing at the bar with a cuban cigar |
[02:40] | guajira, guantanamera hey yo, john forte, shes eyeeing me from far |
[02:47] | guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera..... |
[02:57] | yo... she was a rosa spanish |
[02:59] | harlem mamacita beg your pardon, makes mistakes at a faster rate than she |
[03:02] | fornicates, her traits of genius, goddess of black venus, crab niggas angry |
[03:07] | cuz they cant get between us, todon sin lexian, smooth complexion, lexicon |
[03:11] | in lexington, parents came from cuba, part mexican, pure sweet, dimes fell to |
[03:16] | her feet, she like movado, and shook her hips like delgado, and broke niggas |
[03:20] | down from the grounds to apollo and then some! she took an accident to dempson |
[03:24] | and waited patiently while the businessmen come, call late on purpose, got |
[03:29] | even politicians nervous, and made plans to infiltrate streets secret |
[03:33] | service, this gentle flower, fertility was a power, sweet persona, venus |
[03:37] | flytrap prima donna, que sera que sera, she turned dinero to dinera.... |
[03:41] | guantanamera hey yo im standing at the bar with a cuban cigar |
[03:46] | guajira, guantanamera heyyo i think shes eyeeing me from far |
[03:52] | guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera. |
[04:03] | a boy like that? he killed his brother? he killd his motha! fuck, |
[04:08] | he killed his brother.... |
[04:11] | sang happy to the nyc, to new jersey...... |
[00:00] | hola, soy celia cr, y estoy aqui con wyclef celebrando el |
[00:05] | carnaval! azucar! |
[00:07] | guantanamera |
[00:10] | guajira, guantanamera wyclef worldwide! |
[00:14] | guantanamera wyclef i can bring it to your stereo.. |
[00:18] | guajira, guantanamera wyclef that was then... |
[00:22] | yo soy un hombre sincero wyclef this is now... |
[00:28] | welcome to the carnival, the arrival. |
[00:34] | come on! |
[00:35] | spanish harlem ooooeyo, |
[00:38] | boogie down folks ooooeyo, |
[00:40] | manhattan ooooeyo, |
[00:43] | back to staten ooooeyo, |
[00:46] | guantanamera hey yo im standing at the bar with a.. cuban cigar |
[00:51] | guajira, guantanamera hey yo i think shes eyeeing me from far |
[00:58] | guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera..... |
[01:08] | yo, i wrote this in haiti overlooking cuba. i asked her whats her |
[01:11] | name she said guantanamera, remind me of an old latin song, my uncle used to |
[01:16] | play, on his old 45 when he used to be alive. she went from a young girl to a |
[01:21] | grown woman like a virgin, so she sex with no average man, keep the figure, |
[01:26] | move like a caterpillar, fly like a butterfly, let your soul feel the glide, |
[01:30] | part woman very yet space invader, if your name was chunli wed be playing |
[01:35] | street fighter. a penny for your thought, a nickel for your kiss, a dime if |
[01:39] | you tell me that you love me. come on! |
[01:41] | guantanamera hey yo im standing at the bar with a cuban cigar |
[01:45] | guajira, guantanamera yo i think shes eyeeing me from far |
[01:52] | guantanamera, |
[01:56] | guajira, guantanamera..... |
[02:03] | soy una mujer sincera.. wyclef do you speak english? |
[02:09] | de donde crece la palma wyclef can i buy you a drink? |
[02:14] | soy una mujer sincera.. wyclef uhhuhuhhuh! |
[02:19] | de donde crece la palma! wyclef you killin... |
02: 24y antes de morir, yo quiero.. cantar mis versos del alma. | |
[02:34] | te quiero mam? te quiero! |
[02:36] | guantanamera hey yo im standing at the bar with a cuban cigar |
[02:40] | guajira, guantanamera hey yo, john forte, shes eyeeing me from far |
[02:47] | guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera..... |
[02:57] | yo... she was a rosa spanish |
[02:59] | harlem mamacita beg your pardon, makes mistakes at a faster rate than she |
[03:02] | fornicates, her traits of genius, goddess of black venus, crab niggas angry |
[03:07] | cuz they cant get between us, todon sin lexian, smooth complexion, lexicon |
[03:11] | in lexington, parents came from cuba, part mexican, pure sweet, dimes fell to |
[03:16] | her feet, she like movado, and shook her hips like delgado, and broke niggas |
[03:20] | down from the grounds to apollo and then some! she took an accident to dempson |
[03:24] | and waited patiently while the businessmen come, call late on purpose, got |
[03:29] | even politicians nervous, and made plans to infiltrate streets secret |
[03:33] | service, this gentle flower, fertility was a power, sweet persona, venus |
[03:37] | flytrap prima donna, que sera que sera, she turned dinero to dinera.... |
[03:41] | guantanamera hey yo im standing at the bar with a cuban cigar |
[03:46] | guajira, guantanamera heyyo i think shes eyeeing me from far |
[03:52] | guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera. |
[04:03] | a boy like that? he killed his brother? he killd his motha! fuck, |
[04:08] | he killed his brother.... |
[04:11] | sang happy to the nyc, to new jersey...... |