Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

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

Right and left, the being cleaned
Shinin, not a particle of
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 house of Allah
Covered with cloth 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 around the large was filled with unity
Circling the house
Chanting, sitting, prayin for forgiveness
to do better, I witnessed

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

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

Sayin, "I swear I didnt schedule to be this early
I thought Id here 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 will be tomorrow
Or 20 years from now, will my health be to follow?"

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The pens are withdrawn, the are dry, its written

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

Con mi mano derecha la puerta
Mi madre me 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 estn
y mi alma est calmada
En mi cuerpo no hay dolor por una persona ya

outside
There was I realized
Tomorrow the sun rise and together
Will see the beauty of

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

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

Looking back on my
No regret, the sweet journey
from the simple steps
by you and I

With my hand first
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
Family

As I approached, I could him crying
I didnt that 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 like

a certain age bottle up
Stop showing
But handshakes throughout the years
Replaced by

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

My joy was beyond words, him in my
Three generations of 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, me from it
But if I worship you for your own
Dont withhold me your everlasting beauty

If I worship you in 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
withhold from me your everlasting beauty