۱۳۸۴ مرداد ۳۱, دوشنبه

a memory of my childhood

We ran on the hills and I let you win


Because I wanted your pride to leave unbroken


We were so young to realize we were in love


And they made us believe their laws


With beautiful words of mottos on the wall


And the teachers spoke about big sins like the missioners


For us there was nowhere to hide but the land of dreams


And every night a new dream


You showed me your world and I showed you mine


I said I want to be in your world till I die


Could you forgive them?


Could you ever believe them?


We were so young to make ourselves understood


But also we were so young to let them take our hearts


We always let them down


  

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we wiil always be there
where nothing would be but love!
nothing but love
but love
will always remain

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پس چرا آپ نمی شی ؟؟!!!دلم تنگ شد !!!