Luyện nghe bài hát Sand

Young woman share your fire me
My is cold, my soul is free
I am a stranger in your
A wandering man, me Sand

Oh sir my is very small
It will not thy heart at all
But thee may take me by the
Hold me and I'll thee Sand

Young woman your fire with me
My heart is cold, my soul is
I am a stranger in your
A wandering man, me Sand

At night stars light up the sky
Oh sir I dream my is high
Oh taste these sir if you can
Wandering man, I call thee

Oh sir my is burning high
If it stop sir I would die
A shooting has crossed my land
Wandering man, - She whispered, -

Young woman shared her fire me
Now warms herself with
I was a stranger in her
A man, she called me sand

He was a stranger in my
A man, i called him sand