Luyện nghe bài hát Shabop Shalom

Our begins on a Sunday afternoon
Just between Tree and Spanish Town
Where a boy, not yet the cock of the walk
That he would become, was lying on the grass
And in the sweet and sensuous scent of Hibiscus
That lilted along the summer breeze

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

Salvation winked the promise of a Bris
Held at pinnacle and a congregation of bunny hopping
And dancing to Yiddish Mento
Then their linked, an eon blinked
Amharic vows were screed upon their
Just to think, this be with the frenectomy and a few words of love

My Shalom baby
Won't you Shabop Shalom me
Under the old tree?

My Telavivian lambs bread
My heart can act as an
And you'll never, say, "Get bent", no, no, no

Todamamatodamama, da, da, da, da

Todamamatodamama, da, da, da, da

All the signals that I'm
I'll keep sending them and on the constanttillionth
I'll you mine
(Yes, I I will)

Your supple breasts are golden ghettos
statues in stilettos
Two wise men of three

I'm in a foul mood
I gotta' see you in your
And so happy it me
You wanna know who, who wrote the of Job?
She wants to
Who, who wrote the 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 Solomon's

Honey, when it to love
a fire in the deep end of my heart
Giving me the
You see, I the land of wood and waters
Merely fodder for loves
And darling, I've you cake-walk
To the immaculate for far too long

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