weeping willow

• (bkz: salix babylonica)
• aglayan sogut
• (bkz: weeping willows)
• the verve'ün urban hymns albümünde yeralan, albümün muhteşem olmasını sağlayan birkaç şarkıdan biri.
• (bkz: weeping song)
• (bkz: salkim sogut)
• (bkz: willow)
• dinledikçe grup dağıldığı için üzüntümün bir kat daha derinleştiği in the woods parçası...
• magnolia filminde william h macy'nin oynadigi quiz kid donnie smith karakterine ayar veren yasli adamin repliklerinden biri: "you sound sad as a weeping willow."
• in the woods...'a ait olanin sozleri icin;
  
  if the earth was a willow
  and you were one too
  -would earth be weeping
  so gentle and true?
  if i was the garden
  whereas you could grow
  -would you hand me your branches
  and grant me your love?
  
  in between the lines of your story-flowing through
  the pages of a book so well prepared
  the words leave more than ashes from your pencil
  when it speaks of tiny stories that happened
  through these years
  i swear that your present reality-disillusioned obscurity? -
  will gently wipe away the tears of wasted seeds
  
  how can we go through this
  -with wounded wing before we learned how to fly
  how can i control desires
  -when desires burns on a chilly autumn night?
  
  i will try and make you imagine;
  the aura where they stand
  is filled with little secrets
  -as written in the sand
  naked as a child at birth
  a question in disguise
  an oasis in a lonely desert
  where lonely unknown lands lie
  
  from here and into infinity
  -humble and timeless philosophy-
  you gently wept away the tears of wasted seeds
  
  all the days that have left me
  and the species i have seen
  ahead days will follow
  -it was only a dream
  though my garden is growing
  under skies out of blue,
  and it changes each season
  both in colours and in truth
  you should know that a willow
  -a weeping bed's pillow-
  until all days are through
  
  the rain that fall on your branches,
  just yearning
  for a source to feed it's primal need
  can make your beauty blossom from within
  with flowers blowing
  in the wind-and in seasons to follow...