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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 )
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