Luyện nghe bài hát Sangre Dolce

The winds of Buenos Aires
Once blew her room
Now all she can do is kneel and
Sangre
Sangre

She's in the streets
Lost in her
She's lost in the smiles of the all day
She's new in New York, up like a doll
But like clay
dolce
Sangre

She cries when underneath the moon
She hears a sultry song
But from that neighborhood saloon
It sounds all

the child in the stroller
And walks the park
"What a baby you have"
The all say
"Thank you" she says, pretending hers
Her own is so far

dolce
Sangre
Sangre