Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

With my right foot
I stepped into the holy
Upon the white marble
Where day and night people sat worshippin,

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

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

My life flashed passed me, the and the bad
Such a feeling, my brother, ever felt I had
A special to the almighty
A chill in me

Lookin around the large floor was filled with
the beautiful house
Chanting, people sitting, for forgiveness
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 had their attention only on worshippin
All concerns forgotten, on prayin
Forgettin everything matters and happenings, giving
I looked up in the sky thanking Allah for this

Sayin, "I swear I didnt schedule to be here this
I thought Id here like pops in my forties and fifties
And the doe I paid for the ticket was for some 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 I pictured myself 6 feet deep
In the cemetery, my corps in the same sheets
Allah holds the master plan and its written
The are withdrawn, the pages are dry, its written

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

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

Que mis lgrimas caigan, me
Me sorprende que mis ojos
Secos y mi alma est
En mi cuerpo no hay dolor por una ya olvidada

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

a caminar y despejar mis pensamientos
Lo sera sufrimiento
O un parecido
Le pido a Dios que lo ampar en sus ltimos

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

Looking on my life
No regret, only the sweet
from the simple steps
by you and I

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

minutes before
I was in the waiting room,
Mom's giving me
Family

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

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

After a certain age up
showing love
But cold handshakes throughout the
by hugs

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

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