Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Baghdad

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

All the you knew, science, mathematics, thought
Severely weakened like irrigation
In the tired veins forming the Tigris and Euphrates
In the of peace, all the world revolved
All the world revolved around a circle

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

Oh, in Mesopotamia 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 branches of
All the of knowledge, cradling, cradling
Civilization in the of peace
All the revolved around a perfect circle

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

Oh, clouds around, we the zero
But we mean nothing to you, you believe
That we are some mystical tale
We are just a swollen belly gave birth to Sindbad

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 your flames, your stars

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

Oh, the code of the long gone
been, where does it lie?
You came, you came through the
Annihilated a and you come to us
But we are older than you, you come, you

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

Every branch of
Of the of civilization
Of the banks of the Tigris and the
Oh, in aloofness ran deep

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

Round own world, we are weeping tears
Rubies, we them to you
We are just your Arabian
We the zero but we mean nothing to you
Your Arabian

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

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

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

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

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

not the paralysis of your neighbor
Suffer not but your hand