Luyện nghe bài hát Boots of Spanish Leather

I'm sailing my own true love
I'm sailing away in the
Is something I can send you from across the sea
From the where I'll be landing

No there's nothing you can send me my own love
There's nothing I'm wishing to be owning
carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome

Ah but I just you might like something fine
Made of silver or of
from the mountains of madrid
Or the of barcelona

And if I had the of the darkest night
Or a diamond the deepest ocean
I'd forsake them all for your sweet
For that's all I'm wishing to be

Well I might be gone such a long, long
And it's only that I'm
Is their something I can send you to me by
To make your more, easy passing

Oh how can, oh how can you ask of me
It brings me sorrow
The same thing that I want from you today
I would once, again

Oh but I got a on a long, lonesome day
And it was from her a sailing
Saying I don't know when I be back again
It on how I'm feeling

Well you my love if you must ask of it way
Well I'm sure your mind is
And I'm your thoughts are not with me
But with the country where going

So take heed, take heed of the western
Take heed of the weather
And yes there's something you can back to me
boots of spanish leather

(copyright bob dylan)