Luyện nghe bài hát Sand

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

Oh sir my fire is very
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 is free
I am a in your land
A man, call me Sand

At night when 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 burning
If it stop sir I would die
A shooting star has my land
man, - She whispered, - Sand

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

He was a in my land
A man, i called him sand