خوب دیگه... اینم مشاعره به زبان انگلیسی... به امید استقبال شما عزیزان...
با حرف اخر شعر نفر قبلی میتونید ادامه بدید... طول هر شعر مهم نیست، فقط شعر باشه... خودم حواسم هست شعر نباشه حساب نیست... اگرم بتونید شاعر یا خواننده اون شعر رو بگید که عالی!
خود شروع میکنم...
because
Your presence still lingers here
این طولانی بود وحشت نکنید... میتونید کوتاه بدید شما.. از ایونسین بود آهنگ my immortal و نفر بعدی با حرف E
"Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today...
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one"
Imagine - John Lennon
باید با حرف u میدادی... با حرف u
- - - - - - - - - به دلیل ارسال پشت سر هم پست ها ادغام شدند - - - - - - - - -
آخ... خودمم مثل اینکه ا حرف e اید میدادم... جیززززززز
نفر بعدی با e بده!
I'm just too blind to see
How you messed me up,I'm better off now, yeah.
Heart Attack-one directionبعدی با U
باSبده...((221))((221))((221))
So wake me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost
Avicii "Wake Me Up"t بده.
is the reflection of your thought
.You would become the person that you think of daily
.Join these days & make a perfect person
.You create your thoughts,so try to create nice ones
But they never lead me home
And now I just don’t know
Who I really am
How it’s gonna be
Is there something that I can’t see
I wanna understand!
Maybe I will never be
Who I was before
Maybe I don’t even know her anymore
Maybe who I am today
با((y))
Yellow-bird where did you learn that song
Perched on the trellis where grape-vines clamber
In and out fluttering, all day long
?With your golden breast bedropped with amber
Where do you hide such a store of delight
O delicate creature, tiny and slender
Like a mellow morning sunbeam bright
!And overflowing with music tender
You never learned it at all, the song
Springs from your heart in rich completeness
Beautiful, blissful, clear and strong
Steeped in the summer's ripest sweetness
!To think we are neighbors of yours! How fine
Oh what a pleasure to watch you together
Bringing your fern-down and floss to re-line
!The nest worn thin by the winter weather
Send up your full notes like worshipful prayers
Yellow-bird, sing while the summer's before you
Little you dream that, in spite of their cares
!Here's a whole family, proud to adore you
با U
Be glad your nose is on your face,
not pasted on some other place,
for if it were where it is not,
you might dislike your nose a lot.
Imagine if your precious nose
were sandwiched in between your toes,
that clearly would not be a treat,
for you'd be forced to smell your feet.
Your nose would be a source of dread
were it attached atop your head,
it soon would drive you to despair,
forever tickled by your hair.
Within your ear, your nose would be
an absolute catastrophe,
for when you were obliged to sneeze,
your brain would rattle from the breeze.
Your nose, instead, through thick and thin,
remains between your eyes and chin,
not pasted on some other place--
be glad your nose is on your face!
با U هیچ چیزی به ذهنم نرسید... اما این شعر رو دیدم و حیفم اومد نخونیدش... حتما بخونیدش... خخخخخخخ
So I’ll try,
Try to slow things down
And find myself
Get my feet back on the ground
It’ll take time
But I know I’ll be alright
Cause nothing much has changed
On the inside
It’s hard to figure out
How it’s gonna be
Cause I don’t really know now
I wanna understand!
Maybe I will never be
Who I was before
با ((E))
Every kind for itself and its own, for me mine male and
female,
For me those that have been boys and that love women,
For me the man that is proud and feels how it stings to be
slighted,
For me the sweet-heart and the old maid, for me mothers and
the mothers of mothers,
For me lips that have smiled, eyes that have shed tears,
For me children and the begetters of children.
((N))
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
and nothing else matters
-S-
Now that you’ve gone,
must be waiting for you
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