Luyện nghe bài hát Shabop Shalom

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

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

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

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

My Telavivian lambs bread
My can act as an emollient
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 them and on the constanttillionth time
I'll you mine
(Yes, I I will)

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

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

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
There's a fire in the end of my heart
Giving me the
You see, I know the land of and waters
fodder 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 tonight with you