Luyện nghe bài hát Shabop Shalom

Our story on a Sunday afternoon
Just Halfway Tree and Spanish Town
Where a young boy, not yet the of the walk
That he soon become, was lying on the grass
And taking in the sweet and sensuous scent of
That languidly lilted the summer breeze

It was at this moment that he saw her
Her walk was and delicate
With a touch that only a Rabbis daughter could have
Before their had even met
Her luminous lips had lured him in

winked with the promise of a Bris
Held at pinnacle and a of sages bunny hopping
And chicken dancing to Mento
their eyes linked, an eon blinked
Amharic vows were screed their hearts
Just to think, could be with the frenectomy and a few words of love

My Shabop Shalom
you Shabop Shalom with me
Under the old banana

My sweet lambs bread
My heart can act as an
And never, ever say, "Get bent", no, no, no

Todamamatodamama, da, da, da, da

Todamamatodamama, da, da, da, da

All the that I'm sending
I'll keep sending and on the constanttillionth time
I'll make you
(Yes, I I will)

Your sweet supple are golden ghettos
statues in stilettos
Two wise men instead of

Whenever I'm in a foul
I gotta' see you in Talmud
And so it makes me
You know who, who wrote the Book of Job?
She wants to
Who, who the Dead Sea Scrolls?

Well, I did, I did
Yes, yes, I did, I did
I did, I did, I did, I did

Can be a fun
I swear by seal

Honey, when it to love
a fire in the deep end of my heart
Giving me the
You see, I know the land of wood and
Merely for loves slaughter
And darling, I've watched you
To the conception for far too long

I'm to you, yes
Raba, Ahava Raba for you
We're in Heaven, in Heaven, it's true
I'm ascending, I'm ascending with you