Luyện nghe bài hát Sand

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

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

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

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

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

Young woman shared her 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