🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Island - Celtic Thunder

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