🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Island - Celtic Thunder

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