Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

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

Right and left, the mosque cleaned
Shinin, not a of dust
The carvings of marble, the of gold
The symmetry of the mosque

Yeah, the of it all
Then came the grandest of the
The big beautiful house of
Covered with black cloth and gold leaf

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

around the large floor was filled with unity
Circling the 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, 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 and happenings, just giving
I looked up in the sky thanking Allah for journey

Sayin, "I swear I schedule to be here this early
I thought Id come here like pops in my and fifties
And the doe I paid for the ticket was meant for some
But who am I to say if I will be alive
Or 20 years from now, will my health be to follow?"

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The pens are withdrawn, the are dry, its written

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

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

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

outside
There was I realized
Tomorrow the sun will and together
see the beauty 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, gladly been given to me
my eyes and embrace the smile
to you and I

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

With my right first
I open the door to the
Where my gave birth
To my born son

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

As I approached, I could hear him
I didnt notice that my tears were
Pictured for a moment
In the of my father

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

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

whispered in his ears
The family was
Pictures were
My hands still

My joy was words, him in my arms
Three generations of tears running so
He came with 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 you for your own being
withhold from me your everlasting beauty

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