Luyện nghe bài hát Blues for Allah

Arabian wind, the eye is thin
The ships of state sail on mirage and in sand
Out in no man's land where Allah does
What good is spilling It will not grow a thing

Taste eternity the, the swords sing of Allah en'sh'allah
They lie where they fall, there's nothing to say
The desert are bright tonight, let's meet as friends

The of Islam, the fruit of Abraham
The thousand have come round to one again
Arabian night, our gods their fight
What flowers of darkness spring from seeds of light

Bird of paradise fly in white sky, for Allah en'sh'allah
Let's see with our heart, these things our eyes have
And know the truth must still lie somewhere in