The beat goes on...dada dam da dam
O Crown of Light, O Darkened One,
I never thought we’d meet.
You kiss my lips, and then it’s done:
I’m back on Boogie Street.
A sip of wine, a cigarette,
And then it’s time to go.
I tidied up the kitchenette;
I tuned the old banjo.
I’m wanted at the traffic-jam.
They’re saving me a seat.
I’m what I am, and what I am,
Is back on Boogie Street.
And O my love, I still recall
The pleasures that we knew;
The rivers and the waterfall,
Wherein I bathed with you.
Bewildered by your beauty there,
I’d kneel to dry your feet.
By such instructions you prepare
A man for Boogie Street.
O Crown of Light, O Darkened One…
So come, my friends, be not afraid.
We are so lightly here.
It is in love that we are made;
In love we disappear.
Tho’ all the maps of blood and flesh
Are posted on the door,
There’s no one who has told us yet
What Boogie Street is for.
O Crown of Light, O Darkened One,
I never thought we’d meet.
You kiss my lips, and then it’s done:
I’m back on Boogie Street
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خب به هر حال جالبه. يعني آدم سنش كه تغيير مي كنه علاقه ها و سليقه هاش عوض مي شه. الان خيلي از چيزايي كه دوست داشتم تو نظرم تغيير كرده. دوستا، جاها، فكرا و به خصوص نظرم راجع به عشق كن فيكون شده. احساس مي كنم طرز تفكرم داره شبيه بابام ميشه
يه حس جالبي داره كه خب بعضي ها تجربه كردين و بعضي هام سال هاي بعد تجربه مي كنين.