🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Island - Celtic Thunder

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