Luyện nghe bài hát Beyond Words

With my foot first
I stepped into the mosque
Upon the cold white
Where day and people sat worshippin, praying

Right and left, the mosque being
Shinin, not a of dust
The of marble, the plates of gold
The of the whole mosque

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

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

Lookin around the floor was filled with unity
the beautiful 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 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 on worshippin
All concerns forgotten, focused on
Forgettin everything matters and happenings, just
I looked up in the sky Allah for this journey

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

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The are withdrawn, the pages are dry, its written

Looking on my life
thats gladly been given to me
Open my 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 padre por disparos
De momentos ya yo

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

outside
There was something I
Tomorrow the sun rise and together
see the beauty of eternity

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

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

Looking on my life
No regret, only the sweet
from the simple steps
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 room, nervous
Mom's me comfort
Family

As I approached, I hear him crying
I didnt notice that my tears running
Pictured for a moment
In the of my father

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

After a certain age up
Stop showing
But handshakes throughout the years
by hugs

Father in his ears
The was gathered
were taken
My still 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 hope of paradise, me from it
But if I you for your own being
Dont withhold from me your everlasting

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