Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

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

Right and left, the being cleaned
Shinin, not a particle of
The of marble, the plates of gold
The symmetry of the mosque

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

My life flashed passed me, the 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 filled with
Circling the house
Chanting, people sitting, prayin for
Prayin to do better, I

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

How everyone had their only on worshippin
All concerns forgotten, focused on
Forgettin everything matters and happenings, giving
I looked up in the sky thanking Allah for this

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

For a moment I pictured 6 feet deep
In the cemetery, my corps in the same sheets
Allah holds the master and its already written
The pens are withdrawn, the are dry, its written

Looking back on my
Life thats been given to me
my eyes and embrace the smile
to you and I

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

Que mis caigan, me preparo
Me que mis ojos estn
Secos y mi est calmada
En mi no hay dolor por una persona ya olvidada

Staring
There was something I
Tomorrow the sun will rise and
Will see the beauty of

Salgo a caminar y mis pensamientos
Lo normal sufrimiento
O un parecido
Le pido a que lo ampar en sus ltimos momentos

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

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

With my right first
I open the door to the
Where my woman gave
To my born son

Only minutes
I was in the room, nervous
Mom's me comfort
Family

As I approached, I hear him crying
I didnt notice that my were running
Pictured myself for a
In the arms of my

to the bended shoulders
On which Id sit his finger
Taking my first
Would I become like

a certain age bottle up
Stop showing
But cold handshakes the years
by hugs

Father in his ears
The was gathered
Pictures taken
My hands still

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

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 you for your own being
Dont withhold from me your beauty

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