Sunday, December 12, 2010

آدمها باید بتونن فراموش نکنن. باید بتونن بدون اینکه غمگین باشن موزیک خودشون رو گوش کنن و تو مخلوطی از گذشته و حالشون بی هدف دست و پا بزنن و هیچ وقت آینده رو حس نکنن. آدمها باید از رویا بافتن خسته باشن
تا دستهایی رو که برای آخرین بار گرفتن رو بخشی از یه آرزو ببینن.. که قشنگ ترین واقعیته هر آرزو
اینه که هیچ رسیدنی تو کار نیست
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And if I have to go, will you remember me?
Will you find someone else, while I'm away?
There's nothing for me, in this world full of strangers
It's all someone else's idea
I don't belong here, and you can't go with me
You'll only slow me down

Until I send for you, don't wear your hair that way
If you cannot be true, I'll understand
Tell all the others, you'll hold in your arms
That I said I'd come back for you
I'll leave my jacket to keep you warm
That's all that I can do

And if I have to go, will you remember me?
Will you find someone else, while I'm away?

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