Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Baghdad

Suffer not neighbor's affliction
Suffer not your paralysis
But extend hand, extend your hand
Lest you vanish in the and be but a trace
Just a vanished ghost and your

All the you knew, science, mathematics, thought
Severely weakened irrigation systems
In the tired veins forming the Tigris and Euphrates
In the realm of peace, all the revolved
All the revolved around a perfect circle

of Baghdad, city of scholars
Empirical humble center of the
City in ashes, city of
City of Baghdad, abrasive

Oh, in Mesopotamia aloofness ran
Deep in the of the great rivers
That form the base of
And the tree the of knowledge
Held up its to the sky

All the branches of
All the branches of knowledge, cradling,
Civilization in the realm of
All the world around a perfect circle

Oh, Baghdad, center of the
City of ashes its great mosques
Erupting from the mouth of God, rising the ashes
a speckled bird, splayed against the mosaic sky

Oh, around, we created the zero
But we mean nothing to you, you believe
That we are just some tale
We are just a swollen belly that gave birth to

Scheherazade, we gave
Oh, oh, to the zero, the number
We invented the and we mean nothing to you
Our children run through the
And you sent your flames, your stars

and awe, shock and awe
Like some, imagined warrior production
Twenty-first century, no involved
No

Oh, the of the West long gone
been, where does it lie?
You came, you came through the
a people and you come to us
But we are than you, you come, you wanna

You wanna come and rob the
Of and you read, yet you read
You genesis, you read of the tree
You of the tree beget by God
That raised its branches the sky

Every of knowledge
Of the of civilization
Of the banks of the Tigris and the
Oh, in Mesopotamia aloofness ran

The face of Eve turning, sky did she see
What garden beneath her feet, the one you
You drill the blood of the earth
Little droplets of oil for bracelets, jewels
Sapphires, you bracelets

Round your own world, we are tears
Rubies, we them to you
We are your Arabian nightmare
We the zero but we mean nothing to you
Arabian nightmare

City of stars, of scholarship
Science city of ideas, of light, city
City of that the great Caliph
Walked through his naked feet formed a

And they built a city, a perfect city of
In the realm of peace and all the world
And they invented and they mean to you
Nothing to you,

Go to sleep, go to sleep my
Go to sleep and I'll you a lullaby
A lullaby for our city, a lullaby of
Go to sleep, my child
Sleep, sleep, run, run

You sent your lights, your
You sent them down on our city, and awe
Like some crazy TV

robbing the cradle of civilization
They're robbing the cradle of
They're robbing the of civilization

Suffer not the paralysis of your
Suffer not but your hand