سهشنبه، ۲۳ ژوئیه ۲۰۰۲
این یه آهنگیه که تو نوارای عتیقه بابام پیدا کردم. نه می دونم اسمش چیه نه می دونم خواننده اش کیه. طبیعتا دنبال شعرش نمی تونستم بگردم. خودم اون چیزی که به نظرم رسید نوشتم. ولی به هر حال شعر قشنگیه.
I look at the world that I’ve conquered
I want every spin of the wheel
I get everything I go after
you ask me how does it feel
I tell you I’ll trade the moon
for a string with an orange baloon
and the days when my only dream
was a dish of vanilla icecream
give me one more chance of midway
let me laugh and be gay* as a clown
give me back the world I remember
one more ride on the merry-go-round
I do my shopping in Paris
my clothes are only dior
there’s money to buy freinds and lovers
I wonder if that’s what it’s for
‘cos when I go to my bedroom
and look at my hand-painted sky
I think of the world far behind me
world no money can buy
give me one more chance of midway
let me laugh and be gay as a clown
give me back the world I remember
one more ride on the merry-go-round
now as I look at the future
I feel so close to the past
I’m so affraid of tomorrow
wondering which one is the last
here in the cold of the winter
I cling to a threadent of may
I’ll trade you the world and it’s treasures
for a moment of what is today
give me one more chance of midway
let me dance with my feet on the ground
give me back the world I remember
one more ride on the merry-go-round
*gay (adj):
1. merry
2. bright in color
3. carefree
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