Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

With my foot first
I stepped into the 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 plates of
The symmetry of the whole

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

My life passed me, the good and the bad
Such a feeling, my brother, never ever I had
A bondage to the almighty
A sudden in me

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

Takin a deep breath, tears was
I ran around the black house, the ancient house
Built by Ibrahim, be upon him, circlin 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 matters and happenings, just giving
I looked up in the sky thanking for this journey

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

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The are withdrawn, the pages are dry, its written

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

Con mi derecha abro la puerta
Mi me recibe con un peridico 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 alma est
En mi no hay dolor por una persona ya olvidada

Staring
There was something I
Tomorrow the sun will and together
see the beauty of eternity

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

Looking back on my
Life, thats gladly been to me
Open my eyes and embrace the
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
my woman gave birth
To my first son

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

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

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

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

whispered in his ears
The was gathered
Pictures were
My still shaking

My joy was beyond words, him in my
Three of tears running so calm
He came with Gods
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, exclude me it
But if I worship you for own being
Dont withhold from me your beauty

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