🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Island - Celtic Thunder

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