Guantanamera lyrics by Die Toten Hosen

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Guantanamera by Die Toten Hosenالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Guantanamera by Die Toten Hosen

Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crece la palma
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crece la palma
why antes de morirme quiero
Echar mis versos del alma

Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera

Uno Dos Tres Quatro

Woke up this morning late
With a mouth like a parrots cage
Thought that I'd throw up soon
So I staggered to my bathroom

I saw a cunt in the mirror
I saw a cunt in the mirror
Cunt in the mirror
A hairy cunt in the mirror

A cunt in the mirror
I saw a cunt in the mirror
A cunt in the mirror
Big hairy cunt in the mirror

I had a drink last night
And I tried to fuck my best friends wife
It comes to no surprise
As I see through these blood-shot eyes

Writer : TRADITIONAL/GOEKE, BERND/HOLLAENDER, MARTIN
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing