Pazar, Aralık 11, 2005

cadı köftesi

Cadı cadı dediniz, alın ülen size cadı! İnsanı zorla cadı da yapıyosunuz ya; halbuki alakam yok, melekim ben, kuzuyum, aman pek bir ciciyim! :P))

İşte bu da cadı kazanı size, öpüldünüz... (kim tarafından?? bilmem valla, elçiye zeval olmaa!) ;P*

She may be the face I can't forget, a trace of pleasure or regret,
may be my treasure or the price I have to pay.
She may be the song that summer sings, may be the chill that autumn brings
May be a hundred different things within the measure of a day.
She may be the beauty or the beast, may be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell.
She may be the mirror of my dreams, a smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem inside her shell.
She who always seems so happy in a crowd, whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry.
She may be the love that cannot hope to last, may come to me from shadows of the past
That I'll remember till the day I die.
She may be the reason I survive, the why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough and ready years.
Me I'll take her laughter and her tears and make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be the meaning of my life is she, she, she...

*Charles Aznavour şarkısı ama Elvis Costello başka türlü bir güzel söylüyor bence...

1 yorum:

foondah dedi ki...

ya çok tuhaf yaa... :))