Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

With my right first
I stepped into the holy
the cold white marble
Where day and people sat worshippin, praying

and left, the mosque being cleaned
Shinin, not a of dust
The carvings of marble, the of gold
The symmetry of the whole

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

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

Lookin around the floor was filled with unity
the beautiful house
Chanting, sitting, prayin for forgiveness
Prayin to do better, I

Takin a breath, tears was runnin
I ran the black house, the ancient black house
Built by Ibrahim, 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 forgotten, focused on prayin
Forgettin everything and happenings, just giving
I looked up in the sky thanking for this journey

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

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The pens are withdrawn, the are dry, its written

back on my life
Life thats gladly been to me
Open my and embrace the smile
to you and I

Con mi derecha abro la puerta
Mi me recibe con un peridico y una carta
Veo fotos de mi padre por disparos
De momentos ya yo

Que mis caigan, me preparo
Me sorprende que mis estn
Secos y mi est calmada
En mi no hay dolor por una persona ya olvidada

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

a caminar y despejar mis pensamientos
Lo normal sufrimiento
O un parecido
Le pido a que lo ampar en sus ltimos momentos

Looking back on my
Life, thats been given to me
Open my eyes and embrace the
to you and I

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

With my right hand
I the door to the room
Where my woman birth
To my first son

Only before
I was in the room, nervous
Mom's giving me
Family

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

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

a certain age bottle up
Stop showing
But handshakes throughout the years
Replaced by

Father whispered in his
The family was
were taken
My hands still

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

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

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