Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Sweetheart

I that i was in my own house
and that this drawn out war was over
you see is a great sin
how can one atone or be
all men were created equal in the
I am tired and some
it does not help that it is in the mountains of spain in may

I will rescue you my spanish
I carry you, our is strong

A boy does not want to up to be a poor man
why he
so he learns the way of the
he wants to be rich, not a
it's so simple when you don't anything
put me on a ship to
let the waves me to Venezuela or Cuba
the air cuts my lungs
i dream of the smell of the in the springtime after the rain
i your lips on my shoulders