🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Island - Celtic Thunder

 They say  skies of Lebanon are burning
 Those mighty cedars bleedin' in  heat
 They're showing pictures on  television
 Women  children dying in the street
 And we're  at it in our own place
 Still tryin' to  the future through the past
 Still tryin' to  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  be here with you
 'Till the morning dew comes falling And I wanna take you to  island
 Trace your footprints in  sand
 And in the evening when the  goes down
 We'll make love  the sound of the ocean
 
 
 
 They're raising banners over by  markets
 Whitewashing slogans on  shipyard walls
  praying for a mighty showdown
 No way our  flag is gonna' fall
 Up here we sacrifice our 
 To feed the worn-out  of yesterday
 And teach them dying will  us into glory...
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 But Hey! Don't listen to me! 'cos this wasn't meant to  no sad song .
 I've sung too much of that 
 Right now I only want  be here with you
 Till the morning dew  falling I wanna take you to the island
 And trace your  in the 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  and love's just copping out
 And I guess these young boys dying in the 
 Is just what being free is  about
 And how this twisted wreckage down  main street
 Will bring us  together in the end
 And we'll go marching down the road  freedom...
 Freedom...
 Freedom