| Guantanamera, we love you Guantanamera
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| Guantanamera, we love you Guantanamera
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| Guantanamera, we love you Guantanamera
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| Guantanamera, we love you Guantanamera
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| The secret sound of your silence,
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| The magic sway of your palm trees,
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| The wanted smell of your breath,
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| The gentle touch of the air,
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| Oh! |
| I can never forget your name,
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| So take me back in your arms again.
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| Guantanamera, we love you Guantanamera
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| Guantanamera, we love you Guantanamera
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| I was a child of your people,
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| I launch and swim in your seas,
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| I was a slave of your nature,
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| And look to love your poor tree.
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| Oh! |
| I can never forget your face
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| Fit with contented men and full of grace.
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| Guantanamera, we love you Guantanamera
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| Guantanamera, we love you Guantanamera
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| (music)
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| And when my life almost over,
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| I turn a world all about you,
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| And back the gods to return me,
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| With all my life back to you.
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| Oh! |
| I will never forget your name
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| So take me back in your arms again.
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| Guantanamera, we love you Guantanamera
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| Guantanamera, we love you Guantanamera
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| Guantanamera, we love you Guantanamera
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| Guantanamera, we love you Guantanamera
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| (music) |