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ملائك، وما تحب، كآيات وكريس مثلًا. Kristie is my forever and after, one and only, love of mine. Bot؛ @AngelsOfLetters_bot
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I dreamed of the places I've been with you
How we sat with the stream flowing by
And then, when I kissed you and held you so near
Tell me why, tell me why you're so shy?
Daydream I fell asleep amid the flowers For a couple of hours On a beautiful day Daydream I dreamed of you amid the flowers For a couple of hours Such a beautiful day I dreamed of the places I've been with you How we sat with the stream flowing by And then, when I kissed you and held you so near Tell me why, tell me why you're so shy? Daydream I fell asleep amid the flowers For a couple of hours On a beautiful day Daydream Come share a dream amid the flowers For a couple of hours On a beautiful day I dreamed of the places I've been with you How we sat with the stream flowing by And then, when I kissed you and held you so near Tell me why, tell me why you're so shy? Daydream I sing with you amid the flowers For a couple of hours Singing all of the day
Daydream I fell asleep amid the flowers For a couple of hours On a beautiful day Daydream I dreamed of you amid the flowers For a couple of hours Such a beautiful day
Repost from قَلْبِي عادَ يهفو للغناء
أنتَ لي..
كالمَاءِ لِلجَدْوَل
كَرَفَّةِ البُلْبُل
كَهَمْسِ نَايٍ حَنُون
أنتَ لي..
كخَافِقَاتِ المُنَى
كالدِّفْءِ في حُبِّنَا
كَهَيْنَمَاتِ السُّكُون
أنتَ لي..
كَرَنَّةِ القَافِيَة
كَالرَّغْبَةِ الغَافِيَة
بِعُمْقِ هَذِهِ العُيُون
أنتَ لي..
كُالنُّورِ في ناظِري
فأنْتَ في خَاطِري
فَوْقَ احْتِمَالِ الظُّنُون
Tell you miss me, oh tell me you're sorry Don't say another word, no don't say anything Meanwhile, my world is deflating And you just keep on running Straight through the desert Yeah straight into midnight Where i can not find you I can't recognise you Oh sweet bird of my youth Where have you flown to? Now let's make one thing clear as crystal The blood is on your hands The blood is on your hands And the blood will stain your hands And everything you touch And everything you learn Oh sweet bird of my youth Where have you flown to? Now i can not find you No, i can't recognise you Sweet bird, sweet bird Now i don't want, i don't want you to leave But i don't know what else to do No i don't know what else to do
رح يتبع بعدها ما تيسّر من الذِكر الكريم،
وفّقنا الله وإيّاكم تلاوة زكيّة معطّرة
راح نفتح بث نقرا ما تيسر من معلقة طرفة وشرحها، واذا مليت ممكن شي ثاني
مرحب بيكم للمشاركة أو السماع
