Luyện nghe bài hát Sand

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

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

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

At night stars light up the sky
Oh sir I my fire is high
Oh taste lips sir if you can
Wandering man, I call Sand

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

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

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