To say 'I love you' one must know first how to say the 'I'.

Ayn Rand

To love and win is the best thing.
To love and lose, the next best.

William Makepeace Thackeray

There is the same difference in a person before and after he is in love, as there is in an unlighted lamp and one that is burning.

Vincent Van Gogh

بهانه بود . !
بودن تو
بودن من .
چه فرقي ميكند ،
يك وجود خارجي
باشد
يا
نباشد .
زماني كه
پيوند
از درون
تنيده شود .

Rain , Rain , Rain
Makes me feel my pain

Walking under the rain in spring
Gives me a kind of feeling

A deep feeling just like love
That raises me up from down to above

It's so kind of you god
Rain changes dust to mud

And I let the rain wash away my sins
From the moment it begins

It's so kind of you god
Rain changes dust to mud

Like a devil to an angel
Rain changes dust to mud

سلام
دل به دل لوله کشی داره !!!
من هم مطلب خارجکی زدم !

یکی رو میخوام که مجبورم کنه درس بخونم !!!

شاد باشی و تعطیلات بهت خوش بگذره....

call my name right out loud
I can here above the clauds

age dorost yadam bashe!

maybe we re the same

توي اين گرماي تابستون نمي دوني اين عكس چه خنكم كرد.

ما که نمی فهمیم انگلیسی چی میگه
ولی بسی فراوان خوشمان می اید از اهنگه !
.
http://gashmardi.persiangig.com/audio/rain.wma

مرسی و اینا ...

.....
Let's start oveeerr
I tried to do it right this time around
Its not oveeerr
There's a part of me that's dead and in the ground
This love is killing me, but you're the only one
Its not overrrrr
.......

felan ke weather ham bar vefghe morade :)

تمامی این باران را با رهایی شب های مهتاب به پایانم می رسانیم.منتظر بمان

نیمیخوام..... من الان دلم شدیداً خوزه فلاچیانو میخواد...

چه بارون قشنگی

vay vay vay

"i love you", said the rain to the rose
"is it right to love you?"
"yes" said the rose,
and it rained,
forgetting about the languish and the sadness.
"i miss you" said the rose to the rain,
"i want you" replied the wind
and took her with a blow.
"i'm back" said the rain
the rose didn't respond
but it rained again
with hope and feared of the winds.
|07/07/2007|
...
{this one is one of my older poems, but i felt to send it here, maybe because the RAIN in it~:

on the water front
there are ropes
and men,
waiting
for the right time
to move;

on the water front
the streams are moving the boats;

on the water front of your eyes
there are women waiting for their beloved to come;

the rain wont stop this soon
on the water front...

and why not, after all, what belongs to you, it's yours~

چرا
خود را در باغچه ات كاشتم
به روزگار خشك سالی /

باريد باران
باريد و شوق رقصيد
...
...

...the rest is already known

hey gal... you write brilliant, i loved those pictures and posts,i meant to say what i said

there are two things.I do nt know where I lisen this amazing song & who is the author. for the first one, of unfortunately u can nt help me, but for the second, whould you please help me

ejaZe miDahiiiiiiiiiiim

این ترانه یه ریتم از چند سال پیش رو برام زنده کرد. نمی دونم کجا این آهنگ رو شنیدم!؟ متن و ترانه اش خیلی آشناست ولی یه جورایی به هم نمی خورن.