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  • aslında bu şarkıda anlatmışlar her şeyi. üzerine pek fazla bir şey söylemeye gerek yok aslında.

    her şeyi biliyor bu adam inanılmaz. aydınlanmış, sırrı çözmüş, nirvanaya ulaşmış, ulaşalı çok olmuş ve bu onu biraz sıkmış. din kursa müridi olurdum, o müzik yapmayı seçmiş. anlatmış özetlemiş durumu, üzerine söylenecek pek fazla bir şey bırakmamış.

    ama yine de söylüyoruz bir şeyler. yeni şarkılar yapıyoruz. müzik genel olarak çok güzel bir şey.

    is this the real life?
    is this just fantasy?
    caught in a landslide,
    no escape from reality
    open your eyes, look up to the skies and see,
    i'm just a poor boy, i need no sympathy,
    because i'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low,
    any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me

    mama just killed a man,
    put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's dead
    mama, life had just begun,
    but now i've gone and thrown it all away
    mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry,
    if i'm not back again this time tomorrow,
    carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters

    too late, my time has come,
    sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time
    goodbye, ev'rybody, i've got to go,
    gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
    mama, ooh, i don't want to die,
    i sometimes wish i'd never been born at all

    i see a little silhouetto of a man,
    scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the fandango
    thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me
    (galileo) galileo (galileo) galileo, galileo figaro
    magnifico i'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
    he's just a poor boy from a poor family,
    spare him his life from this monstrosity
    easy come, easy go, will you let me go
    bismillah! no we will not let you go
    (let him go!) bismillah! we will not let you go
    (let him go!) bismillah! we will not let you go
    (let me go) will not let you go
    (let me go) will not let you go (let me go) ah
    no, no, no, no, no, no, no
    (oh mama mia, mama mia) mama mia, let me go
    beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me

    so you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
    so you think you can love me and leave me to die
    oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby,
    just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

    nothing really matters, anyone can see,
    nothing really matters,
    nothing really matters to me

    any way the wind blows
  • tool schism.

    "parçaların birleşeceğini biliyorum, çünkü onları dağılırken gördüm"....diyor.