Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

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

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

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

My flashed 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

Lookin around the large floor was filled with
Circling the house
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, on prayin
Forgettin everything matters and happenings, just
I up in the sky thanking Allah for this journey

Sayin, "I I didnt schedule to be here this early
I thought Id come here 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 will be tomorrow
Or 20 from now, will my health be able to follow?"

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The are withdrawn, the pages are dry, its written

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

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

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

outside
There was something I
Tomorrow the sun will rise and
see the beauty of eternity

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

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

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

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

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

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 shoulders
On Id sit grabbing his finger
Taking my step
I become like him?

After a certain age up
showing love
But cold handshakes the years
Replaced by

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

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

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 from me your everlasting beauty

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 you for your own being
Dont withhold from me everlasting beauty