🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Island - Celtic Thunder

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