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زنده به گور

 
 

 آی دنیا بیزارم ازت

    

 

آی خدا دلگیرم ازت

آی زندگی سیرم ازت

آی زندگی میمیرم ُ عمرم ُ می گیرم ازت

این غصه های لعنتی از خنده دورم می کنن

این نفس های بی هدف زنده به گورم می کنن

چه لحظه های خوبیه ثانیه های آخره

فرشته مردن من من ُ از اینجا میبره

آی خدا دلگیرم ازت آی زندگی سیرم ازت

آی زندگی میمیرم و عمرم و می گیرم ازت

چه اعتراف تلخیه انگار رسیدم ته خط

وقت خلاصی ازهمست آی دنیا بی زارم ازت

دانلود آهنگ ( حتما گوش کنید )


 نوشته شده توسط مهدی در جمعه بیست و ششم بهمن 1386 ساعت 1:22 بعد از ظهر | لینک ثابت |

 love story

    

Where do I begin to tell the story
Of how great a love can be
The sweet love story that is older than the sea
The simple truth about the love she brings to me

Where do I start
With her first hello
She gave new meaning to this empty world of mine
They'll never be another love another time
She came into my life and made the living fine

She fills my heart
She fills my heart with very special things
Angel songs and wild imaginings
She fill my soul with so much love
That any where I go I'm never lonely
With her around who could be lonely
I reach for her hand
She's always there

How long does it last
Can love be measured by the hours in a day
I have no answers now
But this much I can say
I know I'll need her until the stars all burn away
And she'll be there

How long does it last
Can love be measured by the hours in a day
I have no answers now
But this much I can say
I know I'll need her until the stars all burn away
And she'll be there

 

HOTEL CALIFORNIA


On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said,'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax,'said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
but you can never leave!


 نوشته شده توسط مهدی در چهارشنبه بیست و چهارم بهمن 1386 ساعت 9:15 بعد از ظهر | لینک ثابت |

 نه زمین خاک قدیمی نه هوا همون هواست

    

آن مرد آمد

آن مرد در باران آمد

آن مرد کاش هرگز نمی آمد

آن مرد آمد

اما دیر است

...

 


 نوشته شده توسط مهدی در سه شنبه شانزدهم بهمن 1386 ساعت 8:6 بعد از ظهر | لینک ثابت |