🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Indio Boy - Sandra

 He  from the mountains to our little town
 And he never spoke a 
 But he played every day in a lovely 
 Little tunes I had  heard.
  he played his flute
 His eyes seemed to be like mirrors of times  by.
 I don't know if I saw what I should not 
 But I  right into his heart.
 I  right into his heart.
 
 I found out one evening  by chance
 Where  spent his lonely nights.
  he slept in the church on the marble floor
 And his flute  by his side.
 As I woke him up  said
 ”Won't you come to  house where it's nice and warm”
 He said
 ”Please  me be, for I am not free
 And I don't  break your heart
 I  wanna break your heart”
 
 When early one  I came to the place
 Where  used to play his flute.
  was gone
 but a song  will never die
  to linger on in the sky.
  an Indio boy
  his folks far away they are praying
 Indio  come home when you are a man.
 
 He's an Indio 
 and he longs for the  who is waiting
 Indio Boy come home  soon as you can..