🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Island - Celtic Thunder

 They say the skies of Lebanon  burning
 Those mighty cedars  in the heat
 They're showing  on the television
  and children dying in the street
  we're still at it in our own place
  tryin' to reach the future through the past
 Still  to carve tomorrow from a tombstone...
 
 
 
 But Hey! Don't listen to me! this wasn't meant to be no sad song 
 We've heard too  of that before
 Right now I only want to  here with you
 'Till the morning dew comes falling  I wanna take you to the island
 Trace your footprints in  sand
 And in the evening when the  goes down
 We'll make love to the sound of  ocean
 
 
 
 They're raising banners over by the 
 Whitewashing slogans on the  walls
 Witchdoctors praying for a  showdown
 No  our holy flag is gonna' fall
 Up  we sacrifice our children
 To feed  worn-out dreams of yesterday
 And  them dying will lead us into glory...
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 But Hey! Don't listen to me! 'cos this wasn't meant to be no sad song 
 I've sung too much  that before
 Right now I only want to be here with 
  the morning dew comes falling I wanna take you to the island
 And trace your footprints in  sand
 And in the evening when there's no  around
 We'll make  to the sound of the ocean
 
 
 Now I know us plain  don't see all the story
 And I know this peace and love's just  out
  I guess these young boys dying in the ditches
 Is just what being  is all about
 And how this twisted  down on main street
 Will bring us all  in the end
 And we'll go marching down the road  freedom...
 Freedom...
 Freedom