من بهنازم     

شده خودتون از خودتون ، خنده تون بگیره ؟(خداییش چی نوشتم) نه جدی دارم می پرسم یا اینها از اخلاق های عجیب و قریب مختص به خودمه و می تونم برم به نام بزنمش ؟

اجازه بدین کمی توضیح بدم تا روشن بشه

منو داشته باشید با یه حس غمناک و رمانتیک، که تنها نشسته پای سیستم ،تو شرکت ، داره رو بانک اطلاعاتی و برنامه اش کار می کنه و تو گوشش هد فونه و داره ابی گوش می ده تا می رسه به آهنگ باور کن

من غمناک و صمیمانه باهاش زمزمه می کنم

وسوسه عاشق شدن التهاب لحظه هامه

حسرت فریاد کردن اسم کسی با صدامه...

اسم تو هر اسمی که هست !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

مثل غزل چه عاشقانه است!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

به اینجا که می رسم چند تا علامت تعجب رو سرم سبز می شه !

یعنی هر اسمی؟

بعد تصور می کنم که آدم چطور خیلی عاشقانه صدا می زنه مثلا غضنفر ...!مرادعلی..! عزیزم سه شنبه...:))

بقیه آهنگ و دیگه نمی فهمم و همه حس دراماتیک ام و از دست دادم،پقی می زنم زیر خنده ... اون همکارم که اونطرف اتاق میز داره، زیر چشمی نگام می کنه فکر کنم داره پیش خودش می گه دختره خل و چل ....

بی خیال منم با آهنگ بعدی زمزمه می کنم

غمت سرد و وحشی به ویرونه می زد

دلم با تو خوش بود و پیمونه می زد

نه مرد قلندر نه آتش پرستم

فقط با خیالت شبا مست مستم !

الان دیگه شاخ ها رو روی سر همکارم کاملا می بینم

بزار ترک و عوض کنم آهنگ خارجی بزارم اینطوری ممکنه خطرناک بشه...با این فکر بازم با خودم می خندم و.....:))

Saint Peter's Gate

I was lost in the dark
And the fear was in my heart
All around me the forest and the rain
Then with the flash of a light, I saw it in the night,I must be getting near - Saint Peter's Gate

When I went through the door, he was standing in the hall
An old man with a beard of shining white
He said "I've been expecting you, let me show you to your room"
And he took me all the way by candlelight
And lying there on the bed, a book, black & red
My name was written on the front in gold
And when I opened it up, there were pictures of my life
And a voice began to call from down below

Nobody will get through, nobody
Not even you, can escape the Judgement Day
Nobody will be spared, Heaven is only there
For the ones who satisfy them at - Saint Peter's Gate

"Come with me" said that old man, as he took me by the hand
"There is someone here that you have seen before

In this room on the left, a man who did his best
To bring joy and happiness to one and all

But in that room on the right, a dictator in life
We've been waiting for him here,as you can tell
For all the blood he's spilled
And for all the ones he's killed
We condemn him to eternity in hell

Nobody will get through, Nobod
Not even you, can escape the Judgement Day
Nobody will be spared,Heaven is only there
For the ones who satisfy them at - Saint Peter's Gate

-I woke up with the dawn, there was someone in my room
A woman, like an angel all in white
And then she told me "You must run, for your time has yet to come

Go now, before they change their minds"

And from the window I saw
A thousand or more
Bringing that dictator to his knees
And his cries broke the sound
Of my footsteps on the ground
As I made it to the safety of the trees

Nobody will get through
Nobody not even you
Can escape the judgement day
Nobody will be spared
Heaven is only there
For the ones who satisfy them at
Saint Peters Gate

Nobody will get through
Nobody not even you
Can escape the judgement day
Nobody will be spared
Heaven is only there
For the ones who satisfy them at
St Peters Gate