Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

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

Right and left, the mosque being
Shinin, not a particle of
The carvings of marble, the of gold
The of the whole mosque

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

My flashed passed me, the good and the bad
Such a feeling, my brother, never felt I had
A bondage to the almighty
A chill in me

Lookin around the floor was filled with unity
Circling the beautiful
Chanting, people sitting, for forgiveness
Prayin to do better, I

a deep breath, tears was runnin
I ran around the black house, the black house
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 forgotten, focused on prayin
Forgettin everything matters and happenings, giving
I looked up in the sky thanking Allah for journey

Sayin, "I swear I didnt to be here this early
I Id come 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 be alive tomorrow
Or 20 years from now, my health be able to follow?"

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The pens are withdrawn, the are dry, its written

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

Con mi mano abro la puerta
Mi madre me recibe con un y una carta
Veo de mi padre abatido por disparos
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

Staring
was something I realized
Tomorrow the sun will and together
Will see the of eternity

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

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

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

With my right hand
I open the door to the
Where my woman birth
To my first son

Only minutes
I was in the waiting room,
giving me comfort
Family

As I approached, I hear him crying
I didnt that my tears were running
Pictured myself for a
In the arms of my

Flashback to the bended
On Id sit grabbing his finger
my first step
Would I become like

After a age bottle up
showing love
But cold throughout the years
Replaced by

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

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

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
withhold from 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 own being
Dont withhold from me your everlasting