Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

With my right foot
I into the holy mosque
Upon the white marble
Where day and night sat worshippin, praying

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

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

My life flashed passed me, the and the bad
Such a feeling, my brother, never felt I had
A bondage to the almighty
A sudden in me

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

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

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

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 from now, will my be able to follow?"

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The pens are withdrawn, the are dry, its written

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

Con mi mano abro la puerta
Mi madre me con un peridico y una carta
Veo fotos de mi padre abatido por
De ya yo espero

Que mis caigan, me preparo
Me sorprende que mis ojos
y mi alma est calmada
En mi cuerpo no hay dolor por una persona ya

Staring
was something I realized
Tomorrow the sun will and together
Will see the of eternity

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

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

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

With my right first
I the door to the room
Where my woman birth
To my born son

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

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

Flashback to the shoulders
On Id sit grabbing his finger
Taking my first
Would I become him?

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

whispered in his ears
The family was
were taken
My still shaking

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

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

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