Luyện nghe bài hát Sand

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

Oh sir, my is very small
It will not thy heart at all
But thee may take me by the
me and I'll call thee sand

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

At night when light up the sky
Oh sir, I dream my fire is
Oh, these lips, sir, if you can
Wandering man, I call sand

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

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

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