Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

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

Right and left, the mosque 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 black and gold leaf writin

My flashed passed me, the good and the bad
Such a feeling, my brother, ever felt I had
A special to the almighty
A sudden in me

Lookin the large floor was filled with unity
Circling the beautiful
Chanting, sitting, prayin for forgiveness
to do better, I witnessed

Takin a deep breath, was runnin
I ran around the black house, the 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 forgotten, focused on prayin
Forgettin everything matters and happenings, just
I looked up in the sky thanking for this journey

Sayin, "I I didnt schedule to be here this early
I thought Id come like pops in my forties and fifties
And the doe I paid for the was meant for some hobby
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 pictured myself 6 feet
In the cemetery, my in the same white sheets
Allah the master plan and its already written
The are withdrawn, the pages are dry, its written

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

Con mi mano abro la puerta
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 sorprende que mis ojos
Secos y mi alma est
En mi no hay dolor por una persona ya olvidada

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

Salgo a caminar y despejar mis
Lo sera sufrimiento
O un parecido
Le pido a Dios que lo ampar en sus ltimos

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

Looking back on my
No regret, only the sweet
Lessons from the steps
by you and I

With my hand first
I the door to the room
my woman gave birth
To my born son

minutes before
I was in the waiting room,
Mom's giving me
support

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

Flashback to the shoulders
On Id sit grabbing his finger
Taking my step
Would I become like

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

Father whispered in his
The was gathered
Pictures taken
My still shaking

My joy was words, him in my arms
generations 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 worship you in of paradise, exclude me from it
But if I worship you for own being
Dont withhold from me your everlasting

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 your everlasting