| Song | Guantanamera |
| Artist | Geoff Love |
| Artist | Manuel & The Music Of The Mountains |
| Album | The Very Best Of Geoff Love And Manuel And The Music Of The Mountains |
| [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] | We.e to the Carnival, the arrival. |
| [00:34.E 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 what's 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 we'd 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.plex-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.e, call late on purpose, got |
| [03:29] | even politicians nervous, and made plans to infiltrate street's 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 kill'd 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] | We. e to the Carnival, the arrival. |
| 00: 34. E 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 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 what' s 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 we' d 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 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 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. plexion, 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. e, call late on purpose, got |
| [03:29] | even politicians nervous, and made plans to infiltrate street' s 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 heyyo I think she' s eyeeing me from far |
| [03:52] | guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera. |
| [04:03] | A boy like that? He killed his brother? He kill' d his motha! Fuck, |
| [04:08] | he killed his brother.... |
| [04:11] | Sang happy to the NYC, to New Jersey...... |