Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle Of Civilization

If my mother got angry or frustrated with me, say...
...and the basic translation of is "Oh,how beautiful is freedom"
But where is
Close my eyes, I can still my ummi saying
is our freedom?
This is for Baghdad, the of my mothers birth
The of civilization, for what it's worth
The land I've the seen, culture I've never known
is in my heart, my blood, my flesh and bones
The air I've never breathed, fragrance I've smelled
The pride I never had, the nationality that I never
Saddam was bad, are the American's even so?
They me grow like I was missing part of my torso
But I never picked up a in my garden
I never saw I love die starving
I never saw my family die through years of sanctions
While the ruler's family lived in and mansions
Never had a member kidnapped for a ransom
Never a friend to violence that was random
Bombings,occupation,torture,intimidation
A million dead people equal liberation
Close my eyes, I can still hear my saying
Listen!
Where is our
Forget division on ethnicity or religion
Whether you Sunni, Shia, Kurdish or
Pain is pain if you're a person that's missing
We all deserve a life in this that we live in
Is enough words that can say
How deeply Baghdad is burning
And not about pity, hands out or sympathy
about pride, respect, honour and dignity
Babies born with deformities from uranium
Those babies aren't just Iraqi, they're
What I view on the news is making me
I look at the victims and see the same face in the mirror
This system of makes it harder for you and me
Peace is a question, the answer is unity!
So many dreams this place that I've never seen
The my family had to leave in the 70's
Close my eyes, I can hear my ummi saying
Where is our
It white phosphorus in Fallujah
This is for those that live to see the future
Sorry that I wasn't there, Sorry that I help
I'm sorry for every tear, you've been put through hell
Still I like an immigrant,englishman amongst arabs and an arab amongst englishmen
Like I said they gave me the culture
But they did give me Kubdad Haleb,Hakaka and
Ana Kareem,
Wa ohmre wa-'ishrun,
Umi min Baghdad, wa min Dover,
And that's the combination I carry on my shoulders
I rep, till my death, Till they kill and seal my flesh
From now all the way back to
Such a and criticized nation
You will always be the cradle of
Close my eyes, I can still hear my saying
Where is our
In my sleep, in my dreams I can still feel you calling me
In my sleep, in my dreams Motherland I can still you calling me
In my sleep, in my dreams Motherland I can still feel you me
I can feel you calling me
I can still you calling me