Luyện nghe bài hát Sand

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

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

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

At when stars light up the sky
Oh sir I dream my fire is
Oh these lips sir if you can
man, I call thee Sand

Oh sir my is burning high
If it should stop sir I die
A shooting star has crossed my
Wandering man, - She whispered, -

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

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