Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

With my right foot
I stepped the holy mosque
the cold white marble
Where day and night sat worshippin, praying

Right and left, the mosque being
Shinin, not a of dust
The carvings of marble, the plates of
The symmetry of the mosque

Yeah, the of it all
Then came the of the whole
The big house of Allah
Covered with black cloth and leaf writin

My life flashed me, the good and the bad
a feeling, my brother, never ever felt I had
A special bondage to the
A chill in me

around the large floor was filled with unity
Circling the house
Chanting, people sitting, prayin for
Prayin to do better, I

Takin a deep breath, tears was
I ran around the black house, the ancient black
by Ibrahim, peace be upon him, circlin 24 no doubt
I got closer, as did my heart, as did my soul,

How everyone had their attention only on
All concerns forgotten, on prayin
Forgettin matters and happenings, just giving
I looked up in the sky thanking for this journey

Sayin, "I swear I didnt schedule to be here early
I thought Id here like pops in my forties and fifties
And the doe I paid for the was meant for some hobby
But who am I to say if I will be tomorrow
Or 20 years from now, will my health be to follow?"

For a moment I pictured myself 6 deep
In the cemetery, my corps in the white sheets
Allah holds the master plan and its already
The are withdrawn, the pages are dry, its written

back on my life
Life thats been given to me
my eyes and embrace the smile
to you and I

Con mi mano abro la puerta
Mi madre me recibe con un y una carta
Veo fotos de mi abatido por disparos
De ya yo espero

Que mis caigan, me preparo
Me sorprende que mis ojos
y mi alma est calmada
En mi cuerpo no hay dolor por una persona ya

Staring
There was I realized
Tomorrow the sun will rise and
Will see the beauty of

Salgo a caminar y mis pensamientos
Lo normal sera
O un sentimiento
Le pido a Dios que lo ampar en sus momentos

Looking on my life
Life, gladly been given to me
my eyes and embrace the smile
to you and I

Looking back on my
No regret, only the journey
Lessons from the simple
by you and I

With my hand first
I open the to the room
my woman gave birth
To my first son

minutes before
I was in the waiting room,
giving me comfort
Family

As I approached, I could hear him
I didnt notice that my tears were
Pictured myself for a
In the arms of my

Flashback to the shoulders
On Id sit grabbing his finger
my first step
Would I become him?

After a certain age up
Stop showing
But cold throughout the years
Replaced by

Father whispered in his
The was gathered
were taken
My hands shaking

My joy was beyond words, him in my
Three generations of running so calm
He came with Gods
And grace, so we named him

If I you in fear of hell, burn me in it
And if I worship you in of paradise, exclude me from it
But if I you for your own being
Dont withhold from me your everlasting

If I worship you in fear of hell, me in it
And if I worship you in of paradise, exclude me from it
But if I worship you for own being
Dont withhold from me your beauty