Luyện nghe bài hát Sand

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

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

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

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

Oh sir, my is burning high
If it stop, sir, I would die
A shooting star has my land
man, she whispered sand, sand

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

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