Luyện nghe bài hát Sand

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

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

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

At night when stars up the sky
Oh sir I dream my is high
Oh taste these sir if you can
Wandering man, I call Sand

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

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

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