Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

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

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

Yeah, the of it all
Then came the grandest of the
The big beautiful house of
Covered with cloth and gold leaf 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 with
the beautiful house
Chanting, people sitting, prayin for
to do better, I witnessed

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

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

Sayin, "I I didnt schedule to be here this early
I thought Id come here like 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 now, will my health be able to follow?"

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The are withdrawn, the pages are dry, its written

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

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

Que mis lgrimas caigan, me
Me que mis ojos estn
Secos y mi alma est
En mi cuerpo no hay dolor por una ya olvidada

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

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

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

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

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

Only before
I was in the room, nervous
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

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

After a certain age up
Stop love
But handshakes throughout the years
by hugs

Father whispered in his
The family was
were taken
My hands still

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

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 own being
Dont withhold me your everlasting beauty

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 you for your own being
Dont from me your everlasting beauty