Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

With my right first
I into the holy mosque
Upon the cold marble
Where day and night people sat worshippin,

Right and left, the mosque being
Shinin, not a of dust
The carvings of marble, the plates of
The symmetry of the whole

Yeah, the of it all
Then the grandest of the whole
The big house of Allah
Covered with black cloth and leaf writin

My life passed me, the good and the bad
Such a feeling, my brother, never ever I had
A special bondage to the
A chill in me

Lookin around the large floor was with unity
Circling the house
Chanting, people sitting, prayin for
Prayin to do better, I

Takin a deep breath, was runnin
I ran around the house, the ancient black house
Built by Ibrahim, peace be upon him, 24 no doubt
I got closer, as did my heart, as did my soul,

How everyone had their attention on worshippin
All concerns forgotten, on prayin
Forgettin everything matters and happenings, just
I looked up in the sky thanking Allah for journey

Sayin, "I swear I didnt to be here this early
I thought Id come like pops in my forties and fifties
And the doe I paid for the ticket was meant for some
But who am I to say if I be alive tomorrow
Or 20 years from now, will my health be to follow?"

For a moment I myself 6 feet deep
In the cemetery, my corps in the same white
holds the master plan and its already written
The pens are withdrawn, the pages are dry, its

Looking back on my
Life thats gladly been to me
Open my eyes and embrace the
to you and I

Con mi mano derecha abro la
Mi me recibe con un peridico y una carta
Veo de mi padre abatido por disparos
De momentos ya yo

Que mis lgrimas caigan, me
Me que mis ojos estn
Secos y mi alma est
En mi cuerpo no hay dolor por una ya olvidada

Staring
was something I realized
Tomorrow the sun will rise and
see the beauty of eternity

Salgo a caminar y despejar mis
Lo normal sera
O un sentimiento
Le pido a Dios que lo en sus ltimos momentos

back on my life
Life, thats gladly been to me
Open my and embrace the smile
to you and I

Looking on my life
No regret, only the journey
Lessons the simple steps
by you and I

With my right hand
I open the door to the
Where my woman birth
To my first son

Only before
I was in the room, nervous
giving me comfort
Family

As I approached, I could him crying
I notice that my tears were running
Pictured for a moment
In the arms of my

Flashback to the bended
On which Id sit grabbing his
Taking my step
Would I like him?

After a age bottle up
showing love
But cold handshakes throughout the
by hugs

Father whispered in his
The family was
Pictures were
My still shaking

My joy was beyond words, him in my
Three generations of running so calm
He came Gods blessing
And grace, so we named him

If I worship you in of hell, burn me in it
And if I you in hope of paradise, exclude me from it
But if I worship you for own being
Dont withhold from me your beauty

If I worship you in fear of hell, me in it
And if I you in hope of paradise, exclude me from it
But if I worship you for your own
Dont withhold from me everlasting beauty