Sand

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متن آهنگ Sand - Nancy Sinatra


Lee:
Young woman share your fire with me
My heart is cold, my soul is free
I am a stranger in your land
A wandering man, call me sandNancy:
Oh sir my fire is very small
It will not warm thy heart at all
But thee may take me by the hand
Hold me and I'll call thee sandLee:
Young woman share your fire with me
My heart is cold, my soul is free
I am a stranger in your land
A wandering man, call me sand
Nancy:
At night when stars light up the sky
Oh sir I dream my fire is high
Oh taste these lips sir if you can
Wandering man, I call thee sandNancy:
Oh sir my fire is burning high
If it should stop sir I would die
A shooting star has crossed my land
Wandering manLee:
She whispered sandNancy:
(Whispers) Sand
Lee:
Young woman shared her fire with me
Now warms herself with memory
I was a stranger in her land
A wandering man, she called me sandNancy:
He was a stranger in my land
A wandering manLee:
She called me sand

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