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#شعر_بخوانیم I'll go a hundred steps beyond reason, Free from the existence of good and evil. You are so good that I'm beyond the veil. Let the clueless know: I will love myself. صد مرحله زانسوی خِرَد خواهم شد فارغ زِ وجود نیک و بد خواهم شد از بس خوبی که در پسِ پرده منم ای بیخبران عاشق خود خواهم شد :) - مولانا

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"Everybody Walkin This Land" By Paul Cauthen All you mothers and you brothers and you sisters and you fathers And everybody walkin' this land No matter your race, your creed, your tribe Whose nation you defend With open hearts, open minds, lend a helpin' hand each time To the mothers and the brothers and the sisters and the fathers Everybody walkin' this land All you believers, pretenders, bonafide sinners Everybody walkin' this land No matter your church, your faith, your sign Whose lying in your den All seeing eyes and Jesus Christ We're all living in a paradise With believers, pretenders, bonafide sinners Everybody walkin' this land Lord we pray we make it through the day All you mothers, you brothers, you sisters, you fathers Believers, pretenders, bonafide sinners Everybody walkin' this land All you racists, fascists, nihilists, and bigots I'm calling you out my friend I felt your hurt, drank your fear Your actions will not stand Get on your knees, begin to pray Look at me, you can change You racists, fascists, nihilists, and bigots I'm calling you out my friend Lord, we pray we make it through the day You racists, fascists, nihilists, and bigots We're prayin' for you my friend All you prophets, saints, angels, and ladies And all you gentlemen We walked on fire, and we fought through Hell We're soldiers 'til the end If you can't get enough Don't think that devil won't fill your cup You mothers, you brothers, you sisters, you fathers You believers, pretenders, bonafide sinners Racists, fascists, nihilists, and bigots Prophets, saints, and angels, and ladies All you gentlemen Everybody walkin' this land #شباهنگ

"Half A Man" By Dean Lewis I was wrong to say I loved her I was wrong to think I'm right But when I told her it was over My darling I had lied I've been running from my demons Afraid to look behind I've been running from myself Afraid of what I'd find But how am I supposed to love you When I don't love who I am? And how can I give you all of me When I'm only half a man? 'Cause I'm a sinking ship that's burning So let go of my hand Oh, how can I give you all of me When I'm only half a man? And now I'm stuck in this hotel room By cold neon light I've been waiting for an answer But it don't come tonight And every bottle I had stolen Lay shattered on the floor What's broken can't be whole, anymore But how am I supposed to love you When I don't love who I am And how can I give you all of me When I'm only half a man 'Cause I'm a sinking ship that's burning So let go of my hand And how can I give you all of me When I'm only half a man? And no one can ever hurt me Like I've hurt myself 'Cause I'm made out of stone And I'm beyond help Don't give your heart to me But how am I supposed to love you When I don't love who I am? And how can I give you all of me When I'm only half a man? 'Cause I'm a sinking ship that's burning So let go of my hand And how can I give you all of me When I'm only half a man? Hmm, hmm hmm, hmm, hmm #شباهنگ

#اصطلاحات

"Fields Of Gold" By Sting You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold So she took her love for to gaze awhile upon the fields of barley In his arms she fell as her hair came down among the fields of gold Will you stay with me, will you be my love among the fields of barley? We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we lie in fields of gold See the west wind move like a lover so upon the fields of barley. Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth among the fields of gold I never made promises lightly and there have been some that I've broken But I swear in the days still left we'll walk in fields of gold We'll walk in fields of gold Many years have passed since those summer days among the fields of barley See the children run as the sun goes down among the fields of gold You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley You can tell the sun in his jealous sky when we walked in fields of gold When we walked in fields of gold, when we walked in fields of gold #شباهنگ

چند #اصطلاح با Trouble

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