Luyện nghe bài hát Sand

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

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

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

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

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

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

He was a stranger in my
A wandering man, i him sand