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22 دی 86 - 17:50
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گریه کردی...



گریه کردم...



آسمان هم گریه کرد....



تو برای خود گریه کردی...شاید هم برای من...



من برای تو گریه کردم...شاید هم برای خودم....



آسمان برای چی گریه کرد؟!....برای من یا برای تو؟...برای لحظه های تنهایی من یا برای بی قراری های تو؟...برای دلم شکسته ی من یا برای دل زندانی تو؟...



مهم نیست...مهم نیست برای چی گریه کرد..!!!مهم اینه که



گریه کردی ...گریه کردم... آسمان هم گریه کرد...!!!

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22 دی 86 - 17:48
میدانی دیشب در عمق تنهایهایم ..در سکوت پایان ناپذیر اتاقم...دلم برای خودم سوخت و خاکستر شد

برای دلی که هیچ ظلمی نکردو هیچ جفایی نکرد و هیچ کس را نیازرد

اما خود ظلم و جفا دید و شکست و خرد شد

برای دلی که نمی دانست نباید دل ببندد..دلی که نمیدانست دل او عاشق دیگری است

میدانی خواستم نفرینت کنم ...نفرینت کنم تا هر آنچه که روزی با من کردی بر سرت بیاید

اما نتوانستم...نتوانستم

بارها سعی کردم اما تا لبانم از هم باز شد دوباره مهر خاموشی بر ان خورد

آخر دلی که عاشق توست چگونه می تواند نفرینت کند ...دلی که روزگاری برای تو می تپید

دوباره خواستم نفرین کنم اما اینبار او را.....او که تو عاشقش بودی....

اما گناه او چیست ؟؟؟؟

او هم عاشق آن نگاه شد اما تو او را می خواستی و من را نه!!

میدانی نه گناه توست نه گناه او

هر چه هست تقصیر دل من است

دلی که نمیدانست برای عاشق شدن باید قلبی عاشق را دید...دلی که لحظه ای بی تو بودن را ندید

و حالا دیر زمانی است که تنهاست...رفتی ..خدایم پشت و پناهت باش

فراموشم کردی خدا کند فراموش نشوی

شکستی خدا کند نشکنی

تنهایم گذاشتی خدا کند تنها نمانی
Nothing especial
11 مرداد 86 - 15:42

If God had a Name,
what would it be and -
would you call it to His face
if you were faced with Him
in all His Glory,
what would you ask
if You had just one question...

and yeah, yeah
God is great
Yeah, yeah
God is good
Yeah, yeah
yeah yeah yeah

What if God was one of Us?
Just a slob like one of Us?
Just a stranger on a bus, trying to make His
way home...

If God had a face,
what would it look like and
would wou want to see
if seeing meant that
You would have to believe
in things like
Heaven and in Jesus and the Saints
and all the Prophets and...

Yeah, yeah
God is great
Yeah, yeah
God is good
Yeah, yeah
yeah yeah yeah

What if God was one of Us?
Just a slob like one of Us?
Just a stranger on a bus,
trying to make His way Home...

Tryin' to make his way Home
Back up to Heaven all alone...
Nobody callin' on the phone
'Cept for the Pope maybe in Rome...

and Yeah, yeah
God is Great
Yeah, yeah

sting(shape of my hear) !!
15 مهر 85 - 22:47








Shape of My Heart


 


He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn’t play for the money he wins
He doesn’t play for the respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that’s not the shape of my heart
He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that’s not the shape of my heart
That’s not the shape, the shape of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you
You’d maybe think there’s something wrong
I’m not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who smile are lost
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that’s not the shape of my heart
That’s not the shape of my hear


I Love IT!!  It's a Great Songt




i need you
1 مهر 85 - 16:06
When You Need Me

If one day you feel like crying.. call me

i don't promise you that I will make you laugh,
But I can cry with you

If one day you want to run away..
Don't be afraid to call me.
I don't promise to ask you to stay,
But I can run with you.

If one day you don't want to listen to anybody,
Call me..
I promise to be very quiet.

But,
If one day you call
and there is no answer..

Come fast to see me,
Perhaps I need you
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