11 صبح، زیر ِ طاق ِ یاس

لیلی بودم ولیکن اکنون/مجنون‌ترم از هزار مجنون

11 صبح، زیر ِ طاق ِ یاس

لیلی بودم ولیکن اکنون/مجنون‌ترم از هزار مجنون

درباره بلاگ
11 صبح، زیر ِ طاق ِ یاس
بایگانی
۱۱ مهر ۸۷ ، ۲۰:۳۶

leon

گاهی عاشق بمون،گاهی فکر کن به کسی که هیچگاه به یادش نبودی،گاهی نگاه کن به کسی که هیچ گاه نگاهش نکردی!

گاهی فقط گوش شو! بشنو صدای قلبی و که هیچگاه حضورش را نفهمیدی گاهی بو بکش بوی عشقی که همجا را پر کرده!

گاهی عاشقم باش ،گاهی به من نگاه کن به منی که هیچگاه نخواستی ببینی،گاهی به من فکر کن به منی که فراموشم کرده ای!

گاهی به من گوش کن،گاهی......................

گاهی بمان

همیشه بمان

همیشه پیش من بمان.

 

 

 

 

 

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 don't play for respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a 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

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 fear 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

موافقین ۰ مخالفین ۰ ۸۷/۰۷/۱۱
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