🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Island - Celtic Thunder

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