Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

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

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

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

My life 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 around the large floor was filled unity
Circling the beautiful
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, be upon him, circlin 24 no doubt
I got closer, as did my heart, as did my soul,

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

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The are withdrawn, the pages are dry, its written

Looking on my life
Life thats gladly given to me
my eyes and embrace the smile
to you and I

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

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

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

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

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

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

With my right hand
I open the to the room
my woman gave birth
To my born son

Only minutes
I was in the waiting room,
Mom's me comfort
support

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

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

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

Father in his ears
The was gathered
Pictures were
My hands shaking

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

If I you in fear of hell, burn 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 everlasting beauty

If I you in fear of hell, burn 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 everlasting beauty