Luyện nghe bài hát Ingrid Bergman

Ingrid Bergman, Ingrid
Let's go make a
On the island of Stromboli, Ingrid

Bergman, you're so perty
You'd make any quiver
You'd fire fly from the crater
Ingrid

This old mountain, it's waiting
All its life for you to it
For your hand to touch its rock
Ingrid Bergman, Ingrid

If you'll walk across my
I will flash the world story
I will pay you than money
Ingrid

Not by pennies, dimes nor
But with happy sons and
And they'll sing Stromboli
Bergman

This old mountain, it's waiting
All its life for you to it
For hand to touch its hard rock
Ingrid Bergman, Ingrid