Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Baghdad

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

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

City of Baghdad, of scholars
Empirical center of the world
City in ashes, of Baghdad
of Baghdad, abrasive aloof

Oh, in aloofness ran deep
Deep in the of the great rivers
form the base of Eden
And the tree the of knowledge
Held up its to the sky

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

Oh, Baghdad, center of the
City of ashes with its great
from the mouth of God, rising from the ashes
Like a bird, splayed against the mosaic sky

Oh, clouds around, we created the
But we mean to you, you would believe
That we are just some mystical
We are just a belly that gave birth to Sindbad

Scheherazade, we gave
Oh, oh, to the zero, the perfect
We invented the zero and we mean to you
Our children run through the
And you sent your flames, your shooting

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

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

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

Every branch of
Of the of civilization
Of the banks of the and the Euphrates
Oh, in Mesopotamia aloofness ran

The face of Eve turning, sky did she see
What garden beneath her feet, the one you
You drill pulling the blood of the
Little of oil for bracelets, little jewels
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
Arabian nightmare

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

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

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

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

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

not the paralysis of your neighbor
Suffer not but your hand