Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

With my right foot
I stepped the holy mosque
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 plates of
The symmetry of the mosque

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

My life flashed me, the good and the bad
a feeling, my brother, never ever felt I had
A special bondage to the
A chill in me

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

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

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

Sayin, "I swear I didnt schedule to be here this
I thought Id come here like pops in my and fifties
And the doe I paid for the ticket was meant for hobby
But who am I to say if I be alive 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 same sheets
holds the master plan and its already written
The pens are withdrawn, the pages are dry, its

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Only minutes
I was in the room, nervous
Mom's giving me
Family

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

Flashback to the bended
On which Id sit grabbing his
Taking my first
Would I like him?

a certain age bottle up
Stop love
But cold throughout the years
Replaced by

whispered in his ears
The family was
were taken
My hands shaking

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

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
withhold from me your everlasting beauty

If I worship you in of hell, burn me in it
And if I you in hope of paradise, exclude me from it
But if I worship you for your own
Dont withhold me your everlasting beauty