Luyện nghe bài hát Sand

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

Oh sir my fire is very
It will not thy heart at all
But thee may me by the hand
me and I'll call thee Sand

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

At when stars light up the sky
Oh sir I dream my fire is
Oh taste these sir if you can
Wandering man, I call Sand

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

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

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