همچون پوست مردي مرده:
چند روزي ميشه كه درست مثل پينك* افتادم روي صندلي. هيچي و دقيقا هيچي نيست خوشحالم كنه.
همين.
باز خوبه لااقل پينك تونست يه حركتي، يه جنبشي در خودش ايجاد كنه.
اما،
انگار منو ميخ كردن به اين صندلي كوفتي.
One Of My Turns (From The Album The Wall By Pink Floyd)
Day after day, love turns grey
Like the skin of a dying man
Night after night, we pretend its all right
But I have grown older and
You have grown colder and
Nothing is very much fun any more
And I can feel one of my turns coming on
I feel cold as a razor blade
Tight as a tourniquet
Dry as a funeral drum
Run to the bedroom
In the suitcase on the left
You'll find my favorite axe
Don't look so frightened
This is just a passing phase
One of my bad days
Would you like to watch T.V
Or get between the sheets
Or contemplate the silent freeway
Would you like something to eat
Would you like to learn to fly
Would'ya
Would you like to see me try
Would you like to call the cops
Do you think it's time I stopped
Why are you running away
*: شخصيت اصلي فيلم ديوار ساخته آلن پاركر بر اساس آلبوم ديوار پينك فلويد.
Posted by Aliagha at May 29, 2007 6:10 PM