Текст песни WYCLEF JEAN - Guantanamera

{S} indicates the actual words in spanish
{T} indicates the translation into english

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{S} Hola! Soy Celia Cruz
{T} (Hi! I am Celia Cruz)
{S} Y estoy aqui con Wyclef, celebrando Carnival;
Azucar!!)
{T} (And I'm here with Wyclef celebrating Carnival;
Источник https://alllyr.ru/song42705
Azucar!!)
[singing] Guantanamera
[Wyclef] We out here in Miami just shining
[singing] Guajira, Guantanamera
[Wyclef] Worldwide
[singing] Guan-tana-mera
[Wyclef] Bout to bring it to you in stereo
[singing] Guajira voy, de na meda
Yo soy un hombre sincero
[Wyclef] That was then, this is now
[singing] De donde crecen las palmas

[Wyclef Jean]
Spanish Harlem! Oahh-eee-ohh!
Boogie Down Bronx! Oahh-eee-ohh!
Manhattan! Oahh-eee-ohh!
Back to Staten! Oahh-eee-ohh!

[Wyclef sings, then raps]
Guantanamera
Hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigar
Guajira, Guantanamera
Hey, yo, I think she's eyeing me from afar
Guan-tana-mera...
Guajira Guan-tana-mera...

Verse One: Wyclef Jean

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 forty-five 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 mahn
Peep the figure, move like a caterpillar
Fly like a butterfly, let your soul feel her glide
Pac Woman better yet Space Invader
If your name was Chun-Li, we'd be playin Street
Fighter
Penny for your thoughts, a nickel for your kiss
A dime if you tell me that you love me

Chorus:

Guantanamera
Hey yo, I'm standin at the bar with a, Cuban cigar
Guajira, Guantanamera
Yo, I think she's eyeing me from afar
Guan-tana-mera...
Guajira Guan-tana-mera...

[singing in Spanish, with Wyclef responses]
{S} Soy una mujer, sincera
{T} (I am a sincere woman)
Do you speak English?
{S} De donde crecen las palmas
{T} (From where the palm tree grows)
Can I buy you a drink?
{S} Soy una mujer, sincera
{T} (I am a sincere woman)
Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh
{S} De donde creeeeeeecen las palmas
{T} (From where the palm tree grows)
You killin me
{S} Y antes de morir, yo quiero
{T} (And before I die, I want to)
..
{S} cantar mis versos del alma
{T} (sing the verses in my heart)
Te quiero mama, te quiero!!

Guantanamera
Aiyyo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigar
Guajira, Guantanamera
Hey yo John Forte, she's eyeing me from far

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