Luyện nghe bài hát Shirin

Shirin Shirin Shirin
Shirin Shirin Shirin

Shirin cuts my hair
It's like a love
Let locks fall to the ground
Or let them stay

I her my passport
What I like
But she just and lets me know
gonna be all right

Shirin Shirin Shirin
Shirin Shirin Shirin

When Shirin cuts my
Her mama's sitting in the rocking
She tells me stories the war
In Iraq they were there

Shirin pulls my head to the
But in the I can see
A in her eye

Shirin Shirin Shirin
Shirin Shirin Shirin

Your are soft
Your hands are soft just silk
a drop of blood
You're a drop of blood in my of milk

Your are soft
Your hands are just like silk
You're a drop of
You're a drop of blood in my glass of

When Shirin does her
To my straws
and tax represantatives
Stumbled the lot
But what if it reaches the
That you have a salon
In your own

I tell anyone!
Shirin Shirin Shirin
I tell anyone!
Shirin Shirin Shirin
I won't anyone!