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Thursday, November 2
 


Gypsy


You come from far away
With pictures in your eyes
Of coffeeshops and morning streets
In the blue and silent sunrise
But night is the cathedral
Where we recognized the sign
We strangers know each other now
As part of the whole design


Oh, hold me like a baby
That will not fall asleep
Curl me up inside you
And let me hear you through the heat


You are the jester of this courtyard
With a smile like a girl's
Distracted by the women
With the dimples and the curls
By the pretty and the mischievous
By the timid and the blessed
By the blowing skirts of ladies
Who promise to gather you to their breast


Oh, hold me like a baby...


You have hands of raining water
And that earring in your ear
The wisdom on your face
Denies the number of your years
With the fingers of the potter
And the laughing tale of the fool
The arranger of disorder
With your strange and simple rules
Yes now I've met me another spinner
Of strange and gauzy threads
With a long and slender body
And a bump upon the head


Oh, hold me like a baby...


With a long and slender body
And the sweetest softest hands
And we'll blow away forever soon
And go on to different lands
And please do not ever look for me
But with me you will stay
And you will hear yourself in song
Blowing by one day


Oh, hold me like a baby...


By Suzanne Vega
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زيباست اين شعر با صداي زيباي Suzanne Vega خواننده مورد علاقه يک دورانيم که هنوز هم با صداش، باموزيکش عاشق ميشم...


Night Vision


By day give thanks
By night beware
Half the world in sweetness
The other in fear


When the darkness takes you
With her hand across your face
Don't give in too quickly
Find the thing she's erased


Find the line, find the shape
Through the grain
Find the outline, things will
Tell you their name


The table. the guitar
The empty glass


All will blend together when
Daylight has passed


Find the line, find the shape
Through the grain
Find the outline, things will
Tell you their name


Now I watch you falling into sleep
Watch your fist curl against the sheet
Watch your lips fall open and your eyes dim
In blind faith


I would shelter you
Keep you in light
But I can only teach you
Night vision
Night vision
Night vision


By Suzanne Vega
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فردا ميخوام همون بچه ده-دوازده ساله باشم که وقتي کارتونهاي والت ديسني را ميديد ، در اونها گم ميشد. فردا خود ميکي ماس، خود گوفي، خود ... باشم.
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تاثير گذاري يعني اينکه نصف بخشتو با خودت همراه کني براي ديسني لند و ريس بخش هم بگه درِ اينجا را فردا تخته کنيم ديگه!
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عجب فيلمي بود اين فيلم Departed. و چه بازيهايي ...