Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

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

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

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

My life flashed me, the good and the bad
Such a feeling, my brother, ever felt I had
A bondage to the almighty
A sudden in me

Lookin around the large floor was filled with
the beautiful house
Chanting, sitting, prayin for forgiveness
to do better, I witnessed

Takin a breath, tears was runnin
I ran around the 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 had their attention only on worshippin
All concerns forgotten, focused on
Forgettin matters and happenings, just giving
I looked up in the sky thanking Allah for journey

Sayin, "I swear I didnt schedule to be here early
I thought Id come here like pops in my and fifties
And the doe I for the ticket was meant 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
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The are withdrawn, the pages are dry, its written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 derecha abro la puerta
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

outside
There was 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

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

Looking on my life
No regret, the sweet journey
Lessons from the simple
by you and I

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

Only before
I was in the room, nervous
giving me comfort
Family

As I approached, I could him crying
I didnt notice that my tears running
myself for a moment
In the of my father

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

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

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

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

If I worship you in fear of hell, 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

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 worship you for your own
withhold from me your everlasting beauty