Luyện nghe bài hát Sangre Dolce

The soft winds of Buenos
Once blew into her
Now all she can do is kneel and
dolce
Sangre

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

She cries underneath the crystal moon
She hears a sultry Spanish
But coming from that saloon
It sounds all

the child 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