Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Wyclef Jean - Guantanamera ------------------------------------------ [wyclef jean] Welcome to the Carnival, the arrival... c'mon! 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 Im standing at the bar with a, cuban cigar Guajira, guantanamera Hey, yo, I think shes eyeing me from afar Guan-tana-mera... Guajila guan-tana-mera... Verse one: wyclef jean Yo, I wrote this in haiti, overlooking cuba I asked her whats 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, wed 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, Im standin at the bar with a, cuban cigar Guajira, guantanamera Yo, I think shes 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 soul) Te quiero mama, te quiero!! Guantanamera Aiyyo Im standing at the bar with a, cuban cigar Guajira, guantanamera Hey yo john forte, shes eyeing me from far Guan-tana-mera... Guajira guan-tana-mera Verse two: lauryn hill Yo, she was a rose in spanish harlem, mamacita beg your pardon Make stakes at a faster rate then she fornicates Pure traits of genius, goddess of black venus Crab niggaz angry cause they cant get between us To no sele-xion, smooth complex-ion The lexicon of 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 niggaz down from the grounds to apollo And then some, she took her act sent it to dim sum And waited patiently while the businessmen come Call late on purpose, got even politicians nervous And made plans to infiltrate the street secret service This gentle flower, fertility was her power Sweet persona, venus flytrap primadonna Que sera que sera she turned dinero to dinera [wyclef responds to singing again] Guantanamera Hey yo Im standing at the bar with a, cuban cigar Guajira guantanamera Hey yo... I think shes eyein me from afar Guan-tana-mera... Guajira guan-tana-mera...