Luyện nghe bài hát Sand

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

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

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

At night stars light up the sky
Oh sir, I dream my fire is
Oh, taste lips, sir, if you can
Wandering man, I call thee

Oh sir, my fire is burning
If it stop, sir, I would die
A star has crossed my land
Wandering man, she sand, sand

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

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