Fire

آری، آری ، زندگی زیباست زندگی آتشگهی دیرنده پا برجاست گر بیفروزیش، رقص شعله اش در هر کران پیداست ورنه، خاموش است وخاموشی گناه ماست سیاوش کسرایی / / / / / Life is like fire, can burns forever. If we turn it on we can see flame dances from far away, other wise its dark and thats our fault.

Insensitive

by Jann Arden





How do you cool your lips

After a summer�s kiss?

How do you rid the sweat

After the body bliss?

How do you turn your eyes

From the romantic glare?

How do you block the sound of a voice

You�d know anywhere?



Oh, I really should have known

By the time you drove me home

By the vagueness in your eyes

Your casual goodbyes

By the chill in your embrace

The expression on your face

That told me

Maybe you might have

Some advice to give

On how to be

Insensitive

Insensitive

Insensitive



How do you numb your skin

After the warmest touch?

How do you slow your blood

After the body rush?

How do you free your soul

After you�ve found a friend?

How do you teach your heart

It�s a crime to fall in love again?



Oh you probably won�t remember me

It�s probably ancient history

I�m one of the chosen few

Who went ahead and fell for you

I�m out of vogue

I�m out of touch

I fell too fast

I feel too much

I thought that you might have

Some advice to give

On how to be

Insensitive



Oh, I really should have known

By the time you drove me home

By the vagueness in your eyes

Your casual goodbyes

By the chill in your embrace

The expression on your face

That told me

Maybe you might have

Some advice to give

On how to be

Insensitive (how to be)


Insensitive (how to be)

Insensitive (how to be)


Stolen form http://www.mahidarkhak.persianblog.com/
Thanx to Syavasheh Shaghayegh