Luyện nghe bài hát Shirin

Shirin Shirin Shirin
Shirin Shirin Shirin

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

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

Shirin Shirin Shirin
Shirin Shirin Shirin

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

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

Shirin Shirin Shirin
Shirin Shirin Shirin

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

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

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

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