myysteriouss

(bkz: kadıköy eminönü vapuru)

bıkmadan tekrar tekrar okunası, istanbul’u daha ne kadar güzel anlatabilecek, enfes şiir..her okuyuşta insanı alır istanbul’un bir başka köşesine gönderir. fenadır fena.

(bkz: prove)

(bkz: proof)

(ara: seri)
(ara: ibne)

ing. kanıtlamak.

ing. atasözü.

(bkz: sozlukte online olup entry girmeden bakmak)

(bkz: driveshaft)

(bkz: you all everybody)

driveshaft grubunun çıkış parçası.

(bkz: lost)

sözlerini de yazayım tam olsun:

you all) everybody

rock and roll, man

i walk around my town
watch the people come and go
i watch them up and down
and i see what they don’t know
they have given up on me
i can see it in their eyes
well, i have given up on you
and i think you should realise

you all, everybody
you all, everybody
i don’t like you stupid people
wearing expensive clothes
you all everybody
you all, everybody

you all everybody

i know you see what i have been
and compare with what i am
but i don’t care now what you’ve seen
i’m just doing what i can
you say you’ve given up on me
and you say it like i should care
well i have given up on you
and no, i don’t want to “share”

you all everybody

and will you get the message now?
when i cross my heart and shout it out damn loud?

you all everybody
yeah, you all everybody

charlie ve liam adında iki kardeşin kurduğu rock grubu.you all everybody çıkış parçalarıdır, pek güzeldir.

http://www.driveshaftband.com

ve tabiiki:

(bkz: lost)

(bkz: havalar nasıl oralarda)

independence (jedi) *
myysteriouss (1. nesil gammaz) *
goetica (moderator) *
lion (2. nesil bilgic) *
bok bocegi (2. nesil bilgic) *
ada (2. nesil bilgic) *
capt_it_all (2. nesil bilgic) *
şahmeran (2. nesil bilgic) *
çetniklereölüm (2. nesil bilgic) *
redcrow (2. nesil bilgic) *
etom1961 (2. nesil bilgic) *
dilemma (3. nesil bilgic) *
pessimistic (3. nesil bilgic) *


(bkz: insomnia şirinler)

(bkz: laf salatası)

isp çalışmak, öğrenim görmek.

isp ev.

ing. fethetmek.

u2 ve green day’in hoş parçası.

sözlerini de yazayım tam olsun..

there is a house in new orleans, they call the superdome (or the rising sun).
it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy, and god, i know i’m one of them.

i cried to my daddy on the telephone,
how long now?
until the clouds unroll and you come down,
the line went.
but the shadows still remain since your descent,
your descent.

i cried to my daddy on the telephone,
how long now?
until the clouds unroll and you come home,
the line went.
but the shadows still remain since your descent,
your descent.

the saints are coming, the saints are coming.
i say no matter how i try, i realize that there’s no reply.
the saints are coming, the saints are coming.
i say no matter how i try, i realize that there’s no reply.

a drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief,
how long now?
until the weather change condemns belief,
how long now?
when the night watchman lets in the thief
whats wrong now?

the saints are coming, the saints are coming
i say no matter how i try, i realize that there’s no reply
the saints are coming, the saints are coming
i say no matter how i try, i realize there’s no reply
i say no matter how i try, i realize there’s no reply
i say no matter how i try, i realize there’s no reply

nasıl anlatsam onu, hmm, böyle şirin gibim, martı gibim bişey..

bir kere konuşurken beraber kopmasak, şöyle herkes gibi sakin bir muhabbet ortaya çıksa kurban keseceğim ender insanlardan.