Luyện nghe bài hát Sand

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

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

Young woman share your fire me
My heart is cold, my soul is
I am a stranger in your
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 Sand

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

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

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