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 wandering man, call me

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

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

At when stars light up the sky
Oh sir, I dream my fire is
Oh, taste lips, sir, if you can
man, I call thee sand

Oh sir, my is burning high
If it should stop, sir, I die
A star has crossed my land
Wandering man, she sand, sand

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

He was a in my land
A man, she called me sand