🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Island - Celtic Thunder

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