🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Island - Celtic Thunder

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