There are hundred of movies talking about love, thousands of stories and poems preaching. And you think all these are bullshit ? Think it again ? There are moments when I think that all these th
are bullshit, but that is precisely the time when I eat pasta and horse meat in Piovego. Today morning was not the usual morning, I feel scared, a little bit. I had a dream, and that made me sad and scared. So when the ground below is shaking its better to not put your feet on it. So I sat on my bed and made a song for me, you and the dream. This is the last month of my masters , and with enough bad luck this can be the last month of few things which i dont want to end. But anyway , I am not a superpower, and truely helpless. I just watch things going away. That is for future, for the unknown sad things of future why should we make the present bad. So lets start :
D A E_m D
Aj shokale, shopno eshe , first cigarette bhjiye dilo,
D A E_m D
r pahare, berate giye, shesh nodite keu bhjiye dilo,
D A
nodir rong gholate holo,
D A
akash holo nilbihin,
D A
shechcha ghumeo shopno ashe na r
D A
balconyte uri dikbidik.
D A E_m D
Payer tolay, shorshe dana , muche tomay ankre dhorechi thik.
B_m A
Tomay bhalobashe mon
B_m A
tomakey-e bhalobashe mon.
Monday, June 2, 2008
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