هانى الشرقاوى
23-05-2009, 05:47 PM
There was a time when men were kind.
When their voices were soft...
and their words inviting.
There was a time when love was blind
and the world was a song
and the song was exciting
There was a time.
Then it all went wrong
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
when hope was high and live worth living.
I dreamed that love would never die.
I dreamed that God would be forgiving.
Then i was young and unafraid
when dreams was made and used and wasted.
There was no ransom to be paid.
No song unsung no wine untasted.
But the tigers come at nigth
with their voices soft as tunder
as they tear your hope apart
as they turn your dream shame.
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder.
He took my childhood in his stride
but he was gone when autumn came
and still i dream he'll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cann't be.
And there are storms we cann't weather
I had a dream my live would be
so different from this hell i'm living So different now
from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream.
I dreamed
تنويه
الكلام ده من الادب الانجليزى ( قصيدة مشهورة ) صحيح هى بقت اغنية بعد كده بس هى فى الاصل قصيدة ومااعتقدش انه ده مخالف ( موضوعات فنية زى ما بقولوا )
لومخالف يبقى أوكى عشرات القصايد هنا لنزار مخالفة لأنها بقت أغانى مشهورة جدا ودول يتحذفوا قبل القصيدة دى ( لانهم ببساطة أطول من القصيدة عمرا فى المنتدى )
اتمنى ان القصيدة متتحذفش زى المرة اللى فاتت )
When their voices were soft...
and their words inviting.
There was a time when love was blind
and the world was a song
and the song was exciting
There was a time.
Then it all went wrong
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
when hope was high and live worth living.
I dreamed that love would never die.
I dreamed that God would be forgiving.
Then i was young and unafraid
when dreams was made and used and wasted.
There was no ransom to be paid.
No song unsung no wine untasted.
But the tigers come at nigth
with their voices soft as tunder
as they tear your hope apart
as they turn your dream shame.
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder.
He took my childhood in his stride
but he was gone when autumn came
and still i dream he'll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cann't be.
And there are storms we cann't weather
I had a dream my live would be
so different from this hell i'm living So different now
from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream.
I dreamed
تنويه
الكلام ده من الادب الانجليزى ( قصيدة مشهورة ) صحيح هى بقت اغنية بعد كده بس هى فى الاصل قصيدة ومااعتقدش انه ده مخالف ( موضوعات فنية زى ما بقولوا )
لومخالف يبقى أوكى عشرات القصايد هنا لنزار مخالفة لأنها بقت أغانى مشهورة جدا ودول يتحذفوا قبل القصيدة دى ( لانهم ببساطة أطول من القصيدة عمرا فى المنتدى )
اتمنى ان القصيدة متتحذفش زى المرة اللى فاتت )