Luyện nghe bài hát Shabop Shalom

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

It was at this moment that he saw her
Her walk was soft and
With a thaumaturgical touch that only a Rabbis daughter could
Before their had even met
Her luminous had already 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 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 Shabop Shalom
Won't you Shabop with me
Under the old tree?

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

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

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

Honey, it comes to love
There's a in the deep end of my heart
me the Heebie-Jeebies
You see, I know the land of wood and
fodder for loves slaughter
And darling, watched you cake-walk
To the immaculate for far too long

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