Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Baghdad

Suffer not neighbor's affliction
not your neighbor's paralysis
But extend your hand, extend hand
you vanish in the city and be but a trace
Just a vanished ghost and legacy

All the things you knew, science, mathematics,
Severely like irrigation systems
In the tired veins forming from the Tigris and
In the realm of peace, all the world
All the world revolved around a perfect

City of Baghdad, of scholars
Empirical humble center of the
City in ashes, city of
City of Baghdad, abrasive

Oh, in aloofness ran deep
Deep in the veins of the rivers
That the base of Eden
And the the tree of knowledge
up its arms to the sky

All the of knowledge
All the of knowledge, cradling, cradling
Civilization in the of peace
All the world revolved around a circle

Oh, Baghdad, of the world
City of with its great mosques
Erupting the mouth of God, rising from the ashes
Like a speckled bird, splayed against the sky

Oh, around, we created the zero
But we nothing to you, you would believe
That we are some mystical tale
We are just a swollen belly that gave birth to

Scheherazade, we gave
Oh, oh, to the zero, the perfect
We invented the zero and we nothing to you
Our run through the streets
And you sent flames, your shooting stars

Shock and awe, and awe
some, some imagined warrior production
Twenty-first century, no chivalry
No

Oh, the code of the long gone
Never been, where does it
You came, you came the West
Annihilated a and you come to us
But we are older than you, you come, you

You come and rob the cradle
Of civilization and you read, yet you
You read genesis, you of the tree
You read of the beget by God
That raised its into the sky

branch of knowledge
Of the cradle of
Of the banks of the and the Euphrates
Oh, in Mesopotamia aloofness ran

The face of Eve turning, sky did she see
What garden her feet, the one you drill
You drill pulling the of the earth
Little droplets of oil for bracelets, little
Sapphires, you make

Round your own world, we are tears
Rubies, we offer to you
We are your Arabian nightmare
We invented the but we mean nothing to you
Your nightmare

City of stars, of scholarship
city of ideas, city of light, city
City of ashes the great Caliph
Walked through his naked feet a circle

And they a city, a perfect city of Baghdad
In the of peace and all the world revolved
And they invented and they nothing to you
Nothing to you,

Go to sleep, go to my child
Go to sleep and sing you a lullaby
A for our city, a lullaby of Baghdad
Go to sleep, my child
Sleep, sleep, run, run

You your lights, your bombs
You them down on our city, shock and awe
Like some TV show

robbing the cradle of civilization
They're the cradle of civilization
They're the cradle of civilization

Suffer not the paralysis of neighbor
Suffer not but extend hand