bluebird ^*

• kuzey amerika'da yaşayan ve hakim rengi mavi olan birkaç cins kuş.
• amerikan ordusu tarafindan da kullanilan ve shuttle diye tabir edilen, amerikada da yaygin olarak school-bus modelinde kullanilan bir aracin ureticisinin adidir.
  soyle bir olaya da sebep olmustur : bir zamanlar (80'ler) sinop'ta bulunan usnfs (united states naval field station) da shuttle olarak kullanilan aracin markasi da bu idi dogal olarak. shuttle'in calisma tarzini begenen sinoplu bir girisken erkisi adana'dan getirdigi 'kisisellestirilmis' essek kadar aile boyu amarikan arabasina uc dort sira koltuk yapip araci icten disa masmaviye boyayip adini da 'mavi kus' koymus ve sinop'ta yillarca farkinda olmadan daha sonra manyaklasacak bir akimin ilk temellerini atmistir (munferit temeller). yillar sonra da insanlar mavi kus (bluebird) un nereden ciktigini tamamen unutmuslar ve dolmus = mavikus seklinde bir cikarima saplanip kalmislardir. sanirim hala kendisine mavikus diyen dolmuslar var oralarda.
• aynı zamanda, edward shearmur'un k-pax için bestelediği parça.
• paul mccartney in guzel sarkisindan ve huzunbaz cagrisimiyla sozluge bir daha gelsem kesinlikle nick im olacak kelime.
• şarkı sözü yazarlarının en sevdiği kuş türü sanırım. eğer bir şarkıda bir kuştan bahsedilecekse çok büyük ihtimalle bu kuştan bahsedilir nedense.
• mandrake linux'un 2002 yılında çıkarmış olduğu 8.2 sürümünün kod adı.
• harika güzellikteki dj vadim sarkisi. sözlerini aradim mamafih bulamadim, ama siz yine de dinleyin, gözleri kisip gülümserken yavasca sallanarak - ben öyle yapip mutlu oluyorum.
  
  britanya köpegi oldugumdan bu sarkiyi tek bir kelimeyle özetlerken ingilizce olsun dedim: smooth.
  
  not: yazilisi blue bird de olabilir, bilemedim.
• radio oxigenin pek sık çaldığı bir dj vadim parçası. sözlerini de yazalım tam olsun.
  
  when i walked up all you caught was the shade of my hat on my face
  my ways are in pain, from the strain of my ways
  chains engraved in my physical days, in physical waves i get physical strength from my individual ways
  meanwhile i'm not fulfilled, this feeling shall not be stilled
  rewind time and rewrite lines for the kinds of you to feel
  docile if you so will, fragile and you go downhill
  drinking wine, forgetting time, now time to be refilled
  they say if you snooze you loose
  well i spend my days, dazed and confused
  is it cause i blaze all day and fade, then that's old news
  if it's new to you, this is yarah rapping the blues
  don't get used to it, running mascara i refuse
  closed doors prevent outsiders from viewing
  but struggling alone makes it tough for pursuing
  dreams, but it seems all i get are sleepless nights
  nightmares about losing loved ones and losing fights
  
  the bluebird flew over the fields of sorrow
  as i left the scene and the dream watching the souls wallow
  left you for more, left the room hollow
  many will fall, a lot more will fallow
  
  you take drugs to psyche your mind
  you take wine, to forget about time
  you create a world of your own
  where the truth, will never be known
  
  i work when the work seems like play
  and hate to play when the work seems to work my way, i say
  i work my way through everyday that i play my way
  now.. hear what i say, hear what i say
  makes it all seem hopeless like impending cancellations
  the locks will open someday continued determination
  restless infection destroys spiritual vaccinations
  and i will head for my destination
  i stand alone at the crossroads of death inhale the breath
  of lost souls that left in and out of counciousness
  drinking wine reminds me of what honest is
  making me wonder where the hell the logic is?
  we're all lost, we're all tossed, at a lost cause
  fight between ourselves, relieve ourselves, and then we all fall
  through the wall, through it all, who we are?
  no denying that at 5 foot i still stand tall
  
  the bluebird flew over the fields of sorrow
  as i left the scene and the dream watching the souls wallow
  left you for more, left the room hollow
  many will fall, a lot more will fallow
  
  you take drugs to psyche your mind
  you take wine, to forget about time
  you create a world of your own
  where the truth, will never be known
  
  many will fall
  a lot more will follow
  follow
• (bkz: project bluebird)
• ale tipi bir ingiliz bira markasi.http://www.conistonbrewery.com/