Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Baghdad

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

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

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

Oh, in Mesopotamia ran deep
Deep in the of the great rivers
That form the base of
And the tree the of knowledge
up its arms to the sky

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Every of knowledge
Of the of civilization
Of the of the Tigris and the Euphrates
Oh, in aloofness ran deep

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 droplets of oil for bracelets, little
Sapphires, you make

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

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

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

Go to sleep, go to sleep my
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 sent lights, your bombs
You sent them on our city, shock and awe
some crazy TV show

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

Suffer not the of your neighbor
Suffer not but extend your