Luyện nghe bài hát Shabop Shalom

Our story on a Sunday afternoon
Just between Halfway Tree and Spanish
Where a boy, not yet the cock of the walk
he would soon become, was lying on the grass
And taking in the sweet and sensuous of Hibiscus
That languidly lilted along the breeze

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

winked with the promise of a Bris
Held at and a congregation of sages bunny hopping
And dancing to Yiddish Mento
Then their eyes linked, an eon
Amharic vows were upon their hearts
Just to think, this could be with the and a few words of love

My Shalom baby
Won't you Shabop with me
Under the old banana

My sweet Telavivian 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 them and on the constanttillionth
I'll make you
(Yes, I I will)

Your supple breasts are golden ghettos
Soft statues in
Two men instead of three

Whenever I'm in a mood
I gotta' see you in Talmud
And so it makes me
You wanna know who, who wrote the 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 by Solomon's seal

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

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