Luyện nghe bài hát Sand

Young woman share your with me
My heart is cold, my soul is
I am a stranger in your
A wandering man, me sand

Oh sir, my is very small
It not warm thy heart at all
But may take me by the hand
Hold me and call thee sand

Young share your fire with me
My heart is cold, my soul is
I am a stranger in land
A wandering man, call me

At when stars light up the sky
Oh sir, I dream my is high
Oh, these lips, sir, if you can
Wandering man, I call thee

Oh sir, my fire is high
If it should stop, sir, I die
A shooting has crossed my land
Wandering man, she whispered sand,

woman shared her fire with me
Now warms with memory
I was a stranger in her
A wandering man, she called me

He was a in my land
A man, she called me sand