🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Island - Celtic Thunder

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