Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Sweetheart

I wish i was in my own house
and this long 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 not help that it is snowing in the mountains of spain in may

I rescue you my spanish sweetheart
I carry you, our love is

A boy not want to grow up to be a poor man
why he
so he the way of the matador
he wants to be rich, not a
it's so when you don't know anything
put me on a to Mexico
let the waves me to Venezuela or Cuba
the cold air my lungs
i of the smell of the ground in the springtime after the rain
i feel lips on my shoulders