آلبوم جديد و فوق العاده زيباي فرهاد جواهر كلام با نام بازي در نيار

 

آلبوم جديد و فوق العاده زيباي سيروان خسروي به نام 9O'Clock

و بالاخره بعد از مدتها سکوت و انتظار آلبوم جدید و بسیار زیبای بنیامین بهادری به اسم 88

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دوستان عزیز برای حمایت و تشکر از زحمات این هنرمندان آلبوم های اورجینال و اصلی را تهیه کنیم

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7

Sealed With A Kiss

 

Though we’ve gotta say goodbye for the summer,

Darling I promise you this,

I'll send you all my love,

Everyday in a letter sealed with a kiss; 

Yes it's gonna be a cold lonely summer,

But I'll fill the emptiness,

I'll send you all my dreams,

Everyday in a letter sealed with a kiss; 

I'll see you in the sunlight,

I'll hear your voice everywhere,

I'll run to tenderly hold you,

But darling, you won't be there; 

I don't want to say goodbye for the summer,

Knowing the love we'll miss,

Oh let us make a pledge,

To meet in September and seal it with a kiss; 

Yes it's gonna be a cold lonely summer,

But I'll fill the emptiness,

I'll send you all my dreams,

Everyday in a letter sealed with a kiss,

Sealed with a kiss, sealed with a kiss.

 

8

Blackbird

  

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,

Take these broken wings and learn to fly,

All your life,

You were only waiting for this moment to arise; 

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see,

All your life,

You were only waiting for this moment to be free; 

Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly,

Into the line of the dark black night; 

Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly,

Into the line of the dark black night; 

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,

Take these broken wings and learn to fly,

All your life, 

You were only waiting for this moment to arise,

You were only waiting for this moment to arise,

You were only waiting for this moment to arise.

 

 

9

 

We Can Work It Out

 

Try to see it my way,
Do I have to keep on talking till I can't go on?
While you see it your way,
Run the risk of knowing that our love may soon be
gone,
We can
work it out,
We can work it out;
Think of what you're saying,
You can get it wrong and still you think that it's alright,
Think of what I'm saying,
We can work it out and get it straight, or say good-night,
We can work it out,
We can work it out;
Life is very short, and there's no time,
For fussing and fighting, my
friend,
I have always thought that it's a crime,
So I will ask you once again;
Try to see it my way,
Only time will tell if I am right or I am wrong,
While you see it your way,
There's a chance that we might fall apart before too long,
We can work it out,
We can work it out;
Life is very short, and there's no time,
For fussing and fighting, my friend,
I have always thought that it's a crime,
So I will ask you once again;
Try to see it my way,
Only time will tell if I am right or I am wrong,
While you see it your way,
There's a chance that we may fall apart before too long,
We can work it out,
We can work it out.

 

10

All Along The Watchtower

 

 “There must be some way out of here,"

Said the joker to the thief,

"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief,

Businessmen, they drink my wine, ploughmen dig my earth,

None of them along the line know what any of it is worth;"

"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,

"There are many here among us now,

Who feel that life is but a joke,

But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,

So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late;"

All along the Watchtower, Princes kept the view,

While all the women came and went, barefoot servants too,

Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,

Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl; 

“There must be some way out of here,"

“There must be some way out of here..."

 

11

Corrina Corrina

  

Corrina, Corrina,

Where’ve you been so long?

Corrina, Corrina,

Where’ve you been so long?

I’m in love with you baby,

Baby, please come home; 

I’ve got a bird who whistles,

I’ve got a bird who sings,

I’ve got a bird who whistles,

I’ve got a bird who sings,

But I ain't got Corrina,

And life don't mean a thing; 

Corrina, Corrina,

You've been on my mind,

Corrina, Corrina,

You've been on my mind,

I keep thinkin' 'bout you, baby,

And I can't keep from crying; 

Corrina, Corrina,

Where’ve you been so long?

Corrina, Corrina,

Where’ve you been so long?

I've been worryin' 'bout you baby,

Baby, please come home; 

I've been worryin' 'bout you baby,

Baby, please come home.

 

12

Polly Von

 

I will tell of a hunter whose life was undone,

By the cruel hand of evil at the setting of the sun,

His arrow was loosed and it flew through the dark,

And his true love was slain as the shaft found its mark; 

She'd her apron wrapped about her,

And he took her for a swan,

And it's oh and alas it was she, Polly Von; 

He ran up beside her and found that it was she,

He turned away his face for he could not bear to see,

He lifted her up and he found she was dead,

A fountain of tears for his true love he shed; 

She'd her apron wrapped about her,

And he took her for a swan,

And it's oh and alas it was she, Polly Von; 

He carried her off to his home by the sea,

Crying' "Father, oh Father, I've murdered poor Polly!

I've killed my fair love in the flower of her life,

I'd always intended that she be my wife;" 

"But she'd her apron wrapped about her

And I took her for a swan,

And it's oh and alas it was she, Polly Von;" 

He roamed near the place where his true love was slain,

And wept bitter tears, but his cries were all in vain,

As he looked on the lake, a swan glided by,

And the sun slowly set in the grey of the sky; 

"But she'd her apron wrapped about her

And I took her for a swan,

And it's oh and alas it was she, Polly Von;"

"She'd her apron wrapped about her

And I took her for a swan,

And it's oh and alas it was she, Polly Von."

 

13

American Pie

 

Long long time ago, I can still remember,
How that music used to make me smile;
And I knew if I had my chance,
That I could make those people dance,
And maybe they'd be happy for a while;
But February made me shiver,
With every paper I'd deliver,
Bad news on the doorstep,
I couldn't walk one more step;
I can't remember if I cried,
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside,
The day the music died;
So bye-bye, Miss American Pie,
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry,
Them good ol’ boys were drinking whiskey and rye,
Singing this will be the day that I die,
This will be the day that I die;
Did you write the Book of Love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so,
Do you believe in rock 'n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
And I know that you're in love with him,
'Cause I saw you dancing in the gym,
You both kicked off your shoes,
And I dig those rhythm and blues,
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck,
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck,
The day the music died; I started singing...
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie,
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry,
Them good ol’ boys were drinking whiskey and rye,
Singing this will be the day that I die,
This will be the day that I die;
Now for ten years we've been on our own,
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone,
But that's not how it used to be,
When the jester sang for the King and Queen,
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean,
And a voice that came from you and me;
Ah but while the King was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown,
The courtroom was adjourned,
No verdict was returned,
And Lenin read from the book of Marx,
A Quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark,
The day the music died; We were singing...
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie,
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry,
Them good ol’ boys were drinking whiskey and rye,
Singing this will be the day that I die,
This will be the day that I die;
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie,
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry,
Them good ol’ boys were drinking whiskey and rye,
Singing this will be the day that I die,
This will be the day that I die.

 

14

The Last Thing On My Mind

  

It’s a lesson too late for the learning,

Made of sand, made of sand,

In the wink of an eye my soul is turning,

In your hand, in your hand; 

Are you going away with no word of farewell,

Will there be not a trace left behind?

I could have loved you better,

I didn't mean to be unkind,

You know that was the last thing on my mind; 

You've got reasons a-plenty for going,

This I know, this I know,

And the weeks have been steadily growing,

Please don't go, please don't go; 

Are you going away with no word of farewell,

Will there be not a trace left behind?

I could have loved you better,

I didn't mean to be unkind,

You know that was the last thing on my mind;

As we walk on, my thoughts are a-tumbling,

Round and round, round and round,

Underneath our feet the subway’s rumbling,

Underground, underground;

Are you going away with no word of farewell,

Will there be not a trace left behind?

I could have loved you better,

I didn't mean to be unkind,

You know that was the last thing on my mind; 

Are you going away with no word of farewell,

Will there be not a trace left behind?

I could have loved you better,

I didn't mean to be unkind,

You know that was the last thing on my mind.

 

15

Footsteps

 

And from that moment,

I dreamed I could fly,

And from that mountain I reached for the sky; 

Through tears and good times, I found my way;

Those years are calling me again; 

Then I hear footsteps echoing along the winding road,

I can hear voices singing all the songs I have known,

And I see faces,

All the ones I've loved along the way,

People and places,

They're here again, they're here again...

+ نوشته شده توسط آرش در سه شنبه 1388/02/08 و ساعت 12:39 |


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