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 man, call me Sand

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

Young woman share your fire me
My is cold, my soul 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 fire is
Oh these lips sir if you can
Wandering man, I call thee

Oh sir my fire is burning
If it should sir I would die
A shooting star has crossed my
man, - She whispered, - Sand

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

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