Luyện nghe bài hát Sangre Dolce

The soft of Buenos Aires
blew into her room
Now all she can do is and pray
Sangre
dolce

She's in the streets
in her thoughts
She's in the smiles of the baby all day
new in New York, dressed up like a doll
But broken like
Sangre
Sangre

She cries when the crystal moon
She hears a sultry song
But coming from neighborhood saloon
It all wrong

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

dolce
Sangre
Sangre