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[la:uk] Jean Wyclef Guantanamera [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 I'm standing at the bar with a.. Cuban cigar) [00:51]guajira, guantanamera (hey yo I think she's 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 I'm standing at the bar with a-- Cuban cigar) [01:45]guajira, guantanamera (yo I think she's 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 I'm standing at the bar with a-- Cuban cigar) [02:40]guajira, guantanamera (hey yo, John Forte, she's 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 can't 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 I'm standing at the bar with a-- Cuban cigar) [03:46]guajira, guantanamera (hey-yo I think she's eyeeing me from far) [03:52]guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera. [04:03]A boy like that? He killed his brother? He killd his motha! F**k, [04:08]he killed his brother.... [04:11]