jealousy

• pet shop boys'un behaviour albumunden super parcasi :p
• başlık açılıp queen'in jazz albümünden süper bir parçası olarak tanımlanmış, hele de kler hanımdan bu konuda -özellikle bu konuda- daha fazla katılım beklerken ne söz yazılmış, ne yorum yapılmış. jealousy ki -bildiğimiz kıskançlık- küçük yeşil bir canavardır, freddie mercury ne süper bir insanmış da -ki akrep burcu olma şansını 1.5 ayla kaçırmış, yazık ki başak burcu olmuştur- bu celısi denen, kıskançlık denen hissiyatı bu denli güzel işlemiş diye hayrete düşürür, hayran bırakır söz konusu şarkı, ve sözleri.
  
  bu kıskançlık denen ne idüğü tam tanımlanamayan ama nedense aşk, romans ve benzeri duygular ile standart olarak gelen duygu dalgası insanoğlunun midesinde yaşar, zaman zaman oradan kafasını esophagus'a doğru uzatıp "ben de buradayım" der, densizdir, şerefsizdir, neye göre gelip gideceği de belli olmaz. bir kere geldi mi de uzun oturmaya kalır, yatıya kalır, eski istanbul misafirliğine çevirir konaklamasını, gitmek bilmez. olur bizden içeride ayrı bir rezidant, o anlarda olur bir icimde biri var hissiyatı, tavrı^*. akla mantığa ket vuran, set çeken, eski romalıların "kalpten sol orta parmağa giden direk bir damar vardır^*" söylemini destekleyen, duygularla mantığı birlikte yürütemediğimiz zamanların kahramanı, şarkılara konu olmuş celısi, azı karar çoğu zarar hatta keskin sirke küpüne zarar diyorum ve bu şarkıyı da kıskançlık kimi kişiler tarafından^* trademark'ları olarak benimsenmiş akrep burcu insanlarına, erkeklerine, kadınlarına^* hediye edip, sözlerini aktarıyorum.
  
  oh how wrong^* can you be?
  oh to fall in love
  was my very first mistake
  how was i to know
  i was far too much in love too see^*?
  oh jealousy look at me now
  jealousy you got me somehow
  you gave me no warning
  took me by surprise
  jealousy you led^* me on
  you couldn't lose you couldn't fail
  you had suspicion on my trail
  
  how how how all my jealousy
  i wasn't man enough to let you hurt my pride^*
  now i'm only left with my own jealousy
  
  oh how strong can you be
  with matters of the heart^*?
  life is much too short
  to while away with tears
  if only you could see^*
  just what you do to me
  oh jealousy you tripped me up
  jealousy you brought me down
  you bring me sorrow you cause me pain
  jealousy when will you let go?
  gotta hold of my possessive mind
  turned me into a jealous guy
  
  how how how all my jealousy
  i wasn't man enough to let you hurt my pride
  now i'm only left with my own jealousy
  but now it matters not
  if i should live or die
  'cause i'm only left with my own jealousy
• (bkz: jealous guy)
• ayni zamanda individual thought patterns albumunden basarili bir death sarkisi. albumde 3. sirada.
  
  what do you want from me,
  what is it you expect.
  i have spoken my mind from
  deep inside my soul.
  behind the eyes is a place no
  one will be able to touch.
  containing thoughts that
  cannot be taken away or
  replaced.
  you want what is not yours,
  jealousy.
  you want what you cannot
  have, jealousy.
  spiteful harsh words, it comes
  as no real surprise.
  tell me what you are.
  
  i cannot understand how you
  seem to exist.
  on what people create for
  you, good must turn bad.
  behind the eyes is a place no
  one will be able to touch.
  containing thoughts that
  cannot be taken away or
  replaced.
  you want what is not yours,
  jealousy.
  you want what you cannot
  have, jealousy
• jaluzi kelimesine isim babaligi yapan kelime. denir ki zamanlardan bir zaman fransa'da kiskancligiyla ünlü bir baron yasarmis ve karisini o denli kiskanirmis ki kadinin evden disari adimini bile atmasina izin vermezmis. zavalli kadin ne yapsin, bütün gününü pencereden disariyi izleyerek gecirirmis. fakat dedik ya adamin kiskancliginin siniri yokmus. karisini yoldan gecen adamlardan bile kiskanirmis ve en sonunda iceriden bakildiginda disarinin gorulebildigi, ancak disaridan bakanin iceriye goremedigi bir perde yapmis. ve bu perde de gunumuze jaluzi ismiyle ulasmis.
• 1895 tarihli edvard munch tablosu, yagli boya, 67'ye 100 cm boyutlarinda, bergen'de, rasmus meyer koleksiyonunda bulunmakta.
• güzel bir natalie merchant şarkısı.
  sözleri de şöyledir:
  
  o, jealousy
  
  is she fine
  so well bred
  the perfect girl
  a social deb?
  
  is she the sort
  you've always thought
  could make you
  what you're not?
  
  o, jealousy
  
  is she bright
  so well read
  are there novels
  by here bed?
  
  is the sort
  you've always said
  could satisfy
  your head?
  
  o, my jealousy
  
  does she talk
  the way i do
  is her voice reminding you
  of the promises
  the little white lies too
  sometimes, tell me
  while she's touching you
  just by mistake
  accidentally do you say my name?
• stereophonics:
  jealousy my devil
  jealousy my hell
  jealousy insomnia
  jealousy sleep well
  
  innocence is heaven
  innocence is hell
  innocence in everyone
  innocence is dead
  
  four and twenty black boys
  singing in the street
  getting high on most things
  wishing they were free
  
  my angel, my devil
  my hell, my heaven
  my storm, my calm
  my photograph, my palm
  
  four and twenty white boys
  singing in the the street
  getting high on most things
  wishing they were free
  
  i've been your preacher
  i've been your boy
  i've been your teacher
  i've been your joy
  i've been your drunk
  i've been your home
  i've been your rock
  you've been my stone
  
  four and twenty poor boys
  singing in the street
  getting high on most things
  wishing they were free
  
  ayrica, aci cektiren bir hastaligin^* ingilizce adi.
• ing. haset, çekememezlik, kıskançlık.
• pet shop boys versiyonunun sözleri;
  
  at dead of night, when strangers roam
  the streets in search of anyone who'll take them home
  i lie alone, the clock strikes three
  and anyone who wanted to could contact me
  at dead of night, 'till break of day
  endless thoughts and questions keep me awake
  it's much too late
  
  where've you been?
  who've you seen?
  you didn't phone when you said you would!
  do you lie?
  do you try
  to keep in touch? you know you could
  i've tried to see your point of view
  but could not hear or see
  for jealousy
  
  i never knew time pass so slow
  i wish i'd never met you, or that i could bear to let you go
  at dead of night, 'till break of day
  endless thoughts and questions keep me awake
  it's much too late
  
  where've you been?
  who've you seen?
  you didn't phone when you said you would!
  do you lie?
  do you try
  to keep in touch? you know you could
  i've tried to see your point of view
  but could not hear or see
  for jealousy
  where've you been?
  who've you seen?
  you didn't phone when you said you would!
  do you lie?
  do you try
  to keep in touch? you know you could
  i've tried to see your point of view
  but could not hear or see
  for jealousy
  
  where've you been?
  who've you seen?
  you didn't phone when you said you would!
  do you lie?
  do you try
  to keep in touch? you know you could
  i've tried to see your point of view
  but could not hear or see
  for jealousy
  where've you been?
  who've you seen?
  you didn't phone when you said you would!
  do you lie?
  do you try
  to keep in touch? you know you could
  i've tried to see your point of view
  but could not hear or see
  for jealousy
  
  i never knew 'til i met you