wish

• dilek
• (bkz: wishmaster)
• alien ant farm'ın bütün saçma şarkılarının arasında, en bi güzel şarkısı..
  
  (bkz: şöyle)
  proud, proud
  is to hear it all yeah yeah
  proud ah proud proud
  is to watch us fall yeah yeah
  make a wish
  make a succotash wish
  you live the pompous life
  throw kisses all the time
  make wishes don't break mine
  cold fire use to
  inspire all not now
  these are tired
  maybe they'll find their nitch
  or resort to wish
  
  make a wish
  make a succotash wish
  
  you live the pompous life
  throw kisses all the time
  make wishes don't break mine
  
  don't be low
  you better watch the road
  don't be low
  you got the strength
  and the balls
  
  chimes use to break my wish
  back
  won't you bring him back?
  not now
  
  chimes use to break my wish
• http://www.wish.org/ un konusunu olusturan sozcuk
• forest of shadowsun the silent cry ve eternal autumn kadar olmasa da yine de insani bi sureligine kendi dunyasina hapseden güzel bi parcası..söz + copy + paste + tam + olmak^*
  
  awakened this dying season
  such a beauty to behold
  oh autumn half arrived
  a tragedy painted dead
  
  fallen am i
  without thee i am lost
  in a region
  of doleful shades
  i am withering away
  
  i dwell
  in the shadows
  of life
  a dismal state of mind
  i'm in pain
  
  oh sun i hate thy beams
  leave me here to sleep
  and dream
  
  in the midst of falling leaves
  in a garden of endless grief
  i yearn for thee my precious one
  beneath a pale gray sky
  i dream of your embrace
  how i wish i had you near
  in this oh so dolorous life
  where dreams turn to dust
  i have lost all my hope
  of lasting pain and unpresent bliss
  this soul of mine
  i welcome thee eternal sleep
  
  silent advent
  of white death
  i feel so cold
  
  silent advent
  of white death
  i feel so cold
  
  crystallized tears
  falling still
  oh autumn hath died
  enshrouded am i
  in thy mist
  of endless gloom
  enthraled am i
  by thy beauty
  how i wish
  how i wish
  
  in the midst of falling snow
  in the gargen of endless grief
  my forlorn soul of misery
  where peace and rest can never dwell
  hope never comes
  i see no point in going on
  still i dream but now i know
  i dream a lie
  so i close my eyes and i sigh
  a life of shattered dreams
  i can no longer bear
  i enter thee eternal sleep
• kapagindaki dizeler shelley'in to a sky-lark adli siirinden alintidir. siirin tamami soyle:
  
  hail to thee, blithe spirit!
  bird thou never wert
  that from heaven, or near it,
  pourest thy full heart
  in profuse strains of unpremeditated art.
  
  higher still and higher
  from the earth thou springest
  like a cloud of fire;
  the blue deep thou wingest,
  and singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
  
  in the golden lightning
  of the sunken sun,
  o'er which clouds are bright'ning.
  thou dost float and run
  like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.
  
  the pale purple even
  melts around thy flight;
  like a star of heaven
  in the road day-light
  thou art unseen, -but yet i hear thy shrill delight,
  
  keen as are the arrows
  of that silver sphere
  whose intense lamp narrows
  in the white dawn clear,
  until we hardly see - we feel that it is there.
  
  all the earth and air
  with thy voice is loud,
  as when night is bare
  from one lonely cloud
  the moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
  
  what thou art we know not;
  what is most like thee?
  from rainbow clouds ther flow not
  drops so bright to see,
  as from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
  
  like a poet hidden
  in the light of thought,
  singing hymns unbidden
  till the world is wrought
  to sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded now:
  
  like a high-born maiden
  in a palace tower
  soothing her love-laden
  soul in secret hour
  with music sweet as love, which overflows her bower;
  
  like a glow-worm golden
  in a dell of dew,
  scattering unbeholden
  i's aerial hue
  among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view:
  
  like a rose embowered
  in its own green leaves
  by warm winds deflowered.
  till the scent it gives
  makes faint with too much sweet those heavy-wingèd thieves:
  
  sound of vernal showers
  on the twinkling grass,
  rain-awakened flowers,
  all that ever was
  joyous and clear and fresh, thy music doth surpass.
  
  teach us, sprite or bird,
  what sweet thoughts are thine;
  i have never heard
  praise or love or wine
  that painted forth a flood of rapture so divine;
  
  chorus hymenaeal
  or triumphant chaunt
  matched with thine, would be all
  but an empty vaunt
  a thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want.
  
  what object are the fountains
  of thy happy strain?
  what fields or waves or mountains?
  what shapes of sky or plain?
  what love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain?
  
  with thy clear keen joyance
  languor cannot be -
  shadow of annoyance
  never came near thee:
  thou lovest - but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
  
  waking or asleep,
  thou of death must deem
  things more true and deep
  than we mortals dream
  or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream?
  
  we look before and after
  and pine for what is not;
  our sincerest laughter
  with some pain is fraught;
  our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
  
  yet if we would scorn
  hate and pride and fear;
  if we were things born
  not to shed a tear,
  i know not how thy joy we ever should come near.
  
  better than all measures
  of delightful sound -
  better than all treasures
  that in books are found -
  thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground!
  
  teach me half the gladness
  that my brain must know,
  such harmonious madness
  from my lips would flow,
  the world should listen then - as i am listening now.
• forest of shadowsun en bi güzel girişine ship şarkısıdır.
• nine inch nails'in broken ep'sindekinden ziyade and all that could have been'deki live yorumunun dinlenmesi gereken eglenceli gaz $arki.
• referansım. ilk entryin ben olayım dedim
  hoşgeldin
• (bkz: dying wish)