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Tuesday, January 11, 2005

در راستای ادامه سناريوی با کلاس سازی اينجا و همچنين به مناسبت تولد Mr RZ که هر 100 سال يه بار يه سری به اينجا می زنه و بعد اصولا سيل بد وبيراه رو رونه اولين روزی می کنه که من تصميم به نوشتن گرفتم و چون ايشون طرفدار پرپا قرص آهنگ های باکلاس خارجی البته اونم از نوع جيع دارشه ! و اين آهنگ تا حدی توش جيغ داره (البته نه به اون اندازه ای که ما يه بار تو بنز ايشون بوديم و شنيديم !)
و همچنين چون از اين آهنگ خيلی خوشم می ياد ، اين متن و اينجا می زارم !
MR RZ Jan Tavalodet Mobarak !

The river of dreams
Billy Joel

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
From the mountains of faith
To a river so deep
I must be looking for something
Something sacred I lost
But the river is wide
And it's too hard to cross

And even though I know the river is wide
I walk down every evening and I stand on the shore
And try to cross to the opposite side
So I can finally find out what I've been looking for

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the valley of fear
To a river so deep
And I've been searching for something
Taken out of my soul
Something I would never lose
Something somebody stole

I don't know why I go walking at night
But now I'm tired and I don't want to walk anymore
I hope it doesn't take the rest of my life
Until I find what it is that I've been looking for

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the jungle of doubt
To a river so deep
I know I'm searching for something
Something so undefined
That it can only be seen
By the eyes of the blind
In the middle of the night

I'm not sure about a life after this
God knows I've never been a spiritual man
Baptized by the fire, I wade into the river
That runs to the promised land

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Though the desert of truth
To the river so deep
We all end in the ocean
We all start in the streams
We're all carried along
By the river of dreams
In the middle of the night



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دلتنگستان (اولين وبلاگ فوقلعاده که خوندم )
هولمز(هم آبی هم شرلوک هولمز )
زهرا(ساده و راحت البته کامپيوتری )
پينکفلويديش(خودتون بخونين نظر بدين)
من ، خودم ، احسان(قبلنا بهتر بود ) 
من و مانی (يه مانيه نازبا مامانش )
خرمگس (قبلنا زودبه زود می نوشت )
زنانه ها (مايه های فمينیستی داره )
عمو بهزاد (عموی خوبيه )
يه کليک برای هميشه (واقعا همه چی داره )
ايستادن در مقابل باد (روزنامه نگار نبود بهتر می نوشت)

 

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