Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Baghdad

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

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

City of Baghdad, city of
Empirical center of the world
City in ashes, city of
City of Baghdad, abrasive

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

All the of knowledge
All the branches of knowledge, cradling,
Civilization in the realm of
All the revolved around a perfect circle

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

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

Scheherazade, we gave
Oh, oh, to the zero, the number
We invented the and we mean nothing to you
Our children run the streets
And you sent your flames, your stars

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

Oh, the code of the West 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 wanna come and rob the
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 cradle of
Of the banks of the and the Euphrates
Oh, in aloofness ran deep

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

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

City of stars, city of
Science city of ideas, of light, city
City of ashes that the Caliph
Walked through his feet formed a circle

And they a city, a perfect city of Baghdad
In the realm of peace and all the revolved
And they invented and mean 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 sent your lights, your
You them down on our city, shock and awe
Like some TV show

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

Suffer not the paralysis of your
Suffer not but extend your