Wyclef Jean - Guantanamera Lyrics
F/ lauryn hill{s} indicates the actual words in spanish{t} indicates the translation into english---{s} hola! soy celia cruz{t} (hi! I am celia cruz){s} y estoy aqui con wyclef, celebrando carnival; azucar!!){t} (and Im here with wyclef celebrating carnival; azucar!!)[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 voy, de na medaYo soy un hombre sincero[wyclef] that was then, this is nowWelcome to the carnival, the arrival... cmon![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]GuantanameraHey yo Im standing at the bar with a, cuban cigarGuajila, guantanameraHey, yo, I think shes eyeing me from afarGuan-tana-mera...Guajila guan-tana-mera...Verse one: wyclef jeanYo, I wrote this in haiti, overlooking cubaI asked her whats her name, she said, guantanameraRemind 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, wed be playin street fighterPenny for your thoughts, a nickel for your kissA dime if you tell me that you love meChorus:GuantanameraHey yo, Im standin at the bar with a, cuban cigarGuajila, guantanameraYo, I think shes eyeing me from afarGuan-tana-mera...Guajila 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!!GuantanameraAiyyo Im standing at the bar with a, cuban cigarGuajila, guantanameraHey yo john forte, shes eyeing me from farGuan-tana-mera...Guajila guan-tana-meraVerse two: lauryn hillYo, she was a rose in spanish harlem, mamacita beg your pardonMake stakes at a faster rate then she fornicatesPure traits of genius, goddess of black venusCrab niggaz angry cause they cant 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 dim sumAnd 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 dinera[wyclef responds to singing again]GuantanameraHey yo Im standing at the bar with a, cuban cigarGuajila guantanameraHey yo... I think shes eyein me from afarGuan-tana-mera...Guajila guan-tana-mera...
