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Sand (Nancy Sinatra cover)
Young woman share your fire with meMy heart is cold, my soul is freeI am a stranger in your landA wandering man, call me sandOh sir my fire is very smallIt won't warm thy heart at allBut thee may take me by the handHold me and I call thee sandYoung woman share your fire with meMy heart is cold, my soul is freeI am a stranger in your landA wandering man, call me sandAt night when stars light up the skyOh sir I dream my fire is highOh taste these lips sir if you canWandering man, I call thee sandOh sir my fire is burning highIf it should stop sir I would dieA shooting star has crossed my landWandering manShe whispered sandLetras de cancionesYoung woman shared her fire with meNow warms herself in memoryI was a stranger in her landA wandering man, she called me sandSandHe was a stranger in my landA wandering man, I called him sand
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