yere yikilasica..ol, geber manasinda kelime obegi.
birini yere yikmak, dovmek.
(bkz: boyun devrilsin)
(bkz: boyun devrilsin)
download etmek, yuklemek.
fatih sultan mehmet’e ait olan kopru.
kendini banyo demirine asmak gibi bir sey aslinda.
yeni model insanlardir genelde, son model olmadiklari bie gercek tabiki. zayif olmanin moda olmasi ile beraber bu hastalikda baya guncel bir hal almistir.
mide kapaginin bozulmasi sonucu kusmak kusmak hep kusmak. manken kizlarimizda sik rastlanir nitekim parmak yiyen midenin kapak kaslari gevsemis ve cilki cikmistir.
4 tane kaliyor bundan sonra. dedim ama sapsal oldugum icin, nitekim bu baslyk zaten vardy bu sebeple hic bir etkisi olmady bu entrynin rakamlara. neyseki kendim anladym.
karadeniz isimli denizimizin bitisigindeki sahiller ve gerisi seklinde kuruldugu icin kendisine karadeniz bolgesi denmistir.
kadife gibi sesiyle jazz soyler, bana hep istanbula yakisir sarkilar gibi geliyor. mumkunse sonbahar olan bir istanbul’a..
its not the pale moon that excites me
that thrills and delights me, oh no
its just the nearness of you
it isnt your sweet conversation
that brings this sensation, oh no
its just the nearness of you
when youre in my arms and i feel you so close to me
all my wildest dreams come true
i need no soft lights to enchant me
if youll only grant me the right
to hold you ever so tight
and to feel in the night the nearness of you
(bkz: norah jones)
that thrills and delights me, oh no
its just the nearness of you
it isnt your sweet conversation
that brings this sensation, oh no
its just the nearness of you
when youre in my arms and i feel you so close to me
all my wildest dreams come true
i need no soft lights to enchant me
if youll only grant me the right
to hold you ever so tight
and to feel in the night the nearness of you
(bkz: norah jones)
feeling tired
by the fire
the long day is over
the wind is gone
asleep at dawn
the embers burn on
with no reprise
the sun will rise
the long day is over
(bkz: norah jones)
by the fire
the long day is over
the wind is gone
asleep at dawn
the embers burn on
with no reprise
the sun will rise
the long day is over
(bkz: norah jones)
nightingale
sing us a song
of a love that once belonged
nightingale
tell me your tale
was your journey far too long?
does it seem like i’m looking for an answer
to a question i can’t ask
i don’t know which way the feather falls
or if i should blow it to the left
all the voices that are spinnin’ around me
trying to tell me what to say
can i fly right behind you
and you can take me away
(bkz: norah jones)
sing us a song
of a love that once belonged
nightingale
tell me your tale
was your journey far too long?
does it seem like i’m looking for an answer
to a question i can’t ask
i don’t know which way the feather falls
or if i should blow it to the left
all the voices that are spinnin’ around me
trying to tell me what to say
can i fly right behind you
and you can take me away
(bkz: norah jones)
one flight down
there’s a song on low
and your mind just picked up on the sound
now you know you’re wrong
because it drifts like smoke
and it’s been there playing all along
now you know
the reeds and brass have been weaving
leading into a single note
in this place
where your arms unfold
here at least you see your ancient face
now you know
the cadence rolls in broken
plays it over and then goes
one flight down
there’s a song on low
and it’s been there playing all along
now you know
(bkz: norah jones)
there’s a song on low
and your mind just picked up on the sound
now you know you’re wrong
because it drifts like smoke
and it’s been there playing all along
now you know
the reeds and brass have been weaving
leading into a single note
in this place
where your arms unfold
here at least you see your ancient face
now you know
the cadence rolls in broken
plays it over and then goes
one flight down
there’s a song on low
and it’s been there playing all along
now you know
(bkz: norah jones)
if i were a painter
i would paint my reverie
if that’s the only way for you to be with me
we’d be there together
just like we used to be
undertneath the swirling skies for all to see
and i’m dreaming of a place
where i could see your face
and i think my brush would tak eme there
but only...
if i were a painter
and could paint a memory
i’d climb inside the swirling skies to be with you
i’d climb inside the skies to be with you
(bkz: norah jones)
i would paint my reverie
if that’s the only way for you to be with me
we’d be there together
just like we used to be
undertneath the swirling skies for all to see
and i’m dreaming of a place
where i could see your face
and i think my brush would tak eme there
but only...
if i were a painter
and could paint a memory
i’d climb inside the swirling skies to be with you
i’d climb inside the skies to be with you
(bkz: norah jones)
line on your face don’t bother me
down in my chair when you dance over me
i can’t help myself
i’ve got to see you again
late in the night when i’m all alone
and i look at the clock and i know you’re not home
i can’t help myself
i’ve got to see you again
i could almost go there
just to watch you be seen
i could almost go there
just to live in a dream
but no i won’t go for any of those reasons
to not touch your skin is not why i sing
i can’t help myself
i’ve got to see you again
i could almost go there...
no i won’t go to share you with them
but oh even though i know where you’ve been
i can’t help myself
i’ve got to see you again
(bkz: norah jones)
down in my chair when you dance over me
i can’t help myself
i’ve got to see you again
late in the night when i’m all alone
and i look at the clock and i know you’re not home
i can’t help myself
i’ve got to see you again
i could almost go there
just to watch you be seen
i could almost go there
just to live in a dream
but no i won’t go for any of those reasons
to not touch your skin is not why i sing
i can’t help myself
i’ve got to see you again
i could almost go there...
no i won’t go to share you with them
but oh even though i know where you’ve been
i can’t help myself
i’ve got to see you again
(bkz: norah jones)
lonestar where are you out tonight?
this feeling i’m trying to fight
it’s dark and i think that i would give anything
for yout o shine down on me
how far you are i just don’t know
the distance i’m willing to go
i pick up a stone that i cast to the sky
hoping for some kind of sign
(bkz: norah jones)
this feeling i’m trying to fight
it’s dark and i think that i would give anything
for yout o shine down on me
how far you are i just don’t know
the distance i’m willing to go
i pick up a stone that i cast to the sky
hoping for some kind of sign
(bkz: norah jones)
like a flower
waiting to bloom
like a lightbulb
in a dark room
i’m just sittin here waiting for you
to come on home and turn me on
like the desert waiting for the rain
like a school kid waiting for the spring
im just sitting here waiting for you
to come on home and turn me on
my poor heart
it’s been so dark
since youve been gone
after all your the one who turns me off
you’re the only one who can turn me back on
my hi-fi’s waiting for a new tune
my glass is waiting for some fresh ice cubes
i’m just sitting here waiting for you
to come on home and turn me on
turn me on
(bkz: norah jones)
waiting to bloom
like a lightbulb
in a dark room
i’m just sittin here waiting for you
to come on home and turn me on
like the desert waiting for the rain
like a school kid waiting for the spring
im just sitting here waiting for you
to come on home and turn me on
my poor heart
it’s been so dark
since youve been gone
after all your the one who turns me off
you’re the only one who can turn me back on
my hi-fi’s waiting for a new tune
my glass is waiting for some fresh ice cubes
i’m just sitting here waiting for you
to come on home and turn me on
turn me on
(bkz: norah jones)
the summer days are gone too soon
you shoot the moon
and miss completely
and now you’re left to face the gloom
the empty room that once smelled sweetly
of all the flowers you plucked if only
you knew the reason
why you had to each be lonely
was it just the season?
now the fall is here again
you can’t begin to give in
it’s all over
when the snows come rolling through
you’re rolling too with some new lover
will you think of times you’ve told me
that you knew the reason
why we had to each be lonely
it was just the season
(bkz: norah jones)
you shoot the moon
and miss completely
and now you’re left to face the gloom
the empty room that once smelled sweetly
of all the flowers you plucked if only
you knew the reason
why you had to each be lonely
was it just the season?
now the fall is here again
you can’t begin to give in
it’s all over
when the snows come rolling through
you’re rolling too with some new lover
will you think of times you’ve told me
that you knew the reason
why we had to each be lonely
it was just the season
(bkz: norah jones)
the sun just slipped its note below my door
and i can’t hide beneath my sheets
i’ve read the words before so now i know
the time has come again for me
and i’m feelin’ the same way all over again
feelin’ the same way all over again
singin’ the same lines all over again
no matter how much i pretend
another day that i can’t find my head
my feet don’t look like they’re my own
i’ll try and find the floor below to stand
and i hope i reach it once again
and i’m feelin’ the same way...
(bkz: norah jones)
and i can’t hide beneath my sheets
i’ve read the words before so now i know
the time has come again for me
and i’m feelin’ the same way all over again
feelin’ the same way all over again
singin’ the same lines all over again
no matter how much i pretend
another day that i can’t find my head
my feet don’t look like they’re my own
i’ll try and find the floor below to stand
and i hope i reach it once again
and i’m feelin’ the same way...
(bkz: norah jones)
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