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 being
Shinin, not a particle of
The carvings of marble, the of gold
The symmetry of the mosque

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

My life flashed 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 large floor was filled unity
Circling the beautiful
Chanting, people sitting, prayin for
to do better, I witnessed

Takin a deep breath, tears was
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 on worshippin
All concerns forgotten, focused on
Forgettin everything and happenings, just giving
I up in the sky thanking Allah for this journey

Sayin, "I swear I didnt to be here this early
I thought Id here like pops in my forties 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 health be to follow?"

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The are withdrawn, the pages are dry, its written

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

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

Que mis caigan, me preparo
Me sorprende que mis ojos
Secos y mi est calmada
En mi cuerpo no hay dolor por una persona ya

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

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

Looking 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 the simple steps
by you and I

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

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

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

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

After a certain age up
Stop showing
But cold handshakes the years
by hugs

Father in his ears
The was gathered
were taken
My still shaking

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

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 from me everlasting beauty

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