The winner takes it all

I don't wanna talk about things we've gone through,
Though it's hurting me, now it's history.
I've played all my cards and that's what you've done too,
Nothing more to say, no more ace to play.
The winner takes it all,
The loser standing small beside the victory, that's her destiny.

I was in your arms thinking I belonged there,
I figured it made sense, building me a fence,
Building me a home, thinking I'd be strong there,
But I was a fool, playing by the rules.
The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice,
And someone way down here loses someone dear.

The winner takes it all, the loser has to fall,
It's simple and it's plain, why should I complain.

But tell me, does she kiss like I used to kiss you,
Does it feel the same when she calls your name.
Somewhere deep inside you must know I miss you,
But what can I say, rules must be obeyed.
The judges will decide the likes of me abide,
Spectators of the show always staying low.

The game is on again, a lover or a friend,
A big thing or a small, the winner takes it all.

I don't wanna talk if it makes you feel sad,
And I understand you've come to shake my hand.
I apologize if it makes you feel bad seeing me so tense, no self confidence.

But you see
The winner takes it all, the loser has to fall.

ABBA

very unusual way

In a very unusual way,
one time I needed you.
In a very unusual way, you were my friend.

Maybe it lasted a day,
Maybe it lasted an hour,
But somehow it will never end.

In a very unusual way, i think I’m in love with you.
In a very unusual way, i want to cry.

Something inside me goes weak, something inside me
surrenders,
And you’re the reason why,
You’re the reason why.

You don’t know what you do to me.
You don’t have a clue.
You can’t tell what it’s like to be me looking at
you.

It scares me so that i can hardly speak.
In a very unusual way, i owe what i am to you.
Though at times it appears i won’t stay,
I never go.

Special to me in my life,
Since the first day that i met you.
How could i ever forget you,
Once you had touched my soul?
In a very unusual way, you’ve made me whole

Nicole Kidman, from the movie 'Nine'

و عبث بودن پندار سرور آور مهر

دلم می خواد برگردیم به ده سال پیش. من طاق باز بخوابم روی اون تختی که کنار پنجره بود. تو بشینی روی گبه ات و برام حمید مصدق بخونی. ما همچین خاطره ای باهم نداریم. اما من دلم می خواد یه امشب رو برگردیم به اون زمان و اون اتاق بزرگ آبی و این خاطره رو باهم بسازیم.

تو از رو کتاب بخونی و من زیر لب زمزمه کنم:

با من اکنون چه نشستن ها، خاموشی ها

با تو اکنون چه فراموشی هاست

.

.

.

و چه رویاهایی
که تبه گشت و گذشت
و چه پیوند صمیمیت ها
که به آسانی یک رشته گسست

.

.

.

گاه می اندیشم
خبر مرگ مرا با تو چه کس می گوید؟
آن زمان که خبر مرگ مرا
از کسی می شنوی، روی تو را
کاشکی می دیدم
شانه بالا زدنت را بی قید
و تکان دادن دستت که  مهم نیست زیاد
و تکان دادن سر را که عجیب، عاقبت مرد؟ افسوس!
کاشکی می دیدم

نوستالژی (۵)

RAIN

Listen to the pouring rain
listen to it pour,
And with every drop of rain
You know I love you more

Let it rain all night long,
let my love for you go strong,
as long as we`re together
who cares about the weather?

Listen to the falling rain,
listen to it fall,
and with every drop of rain,
I can hear you call,
call my name right out loud,
I can here above the clouds
and I`m here among the puddles,
you and I together huddle.

Listen to the falling rain,
listen to it fall.

It`s raining,
it`s pouring,
The old man is snoring,
went to bad
and bumped his head,
he couldn`t get up in the morning,

Listen to the falling rain,
listen to the rain.

نوستالژی (۳)

If you go away
On this summer's day
Then you might as well
Take the sun away
All the birds that flew
In the summer sky
When our love was new
And our hearts were high
And the day was young
And the nights were long
And the moon stood still
For the night bird's song

If you go away
If you go away
If you go away...

But if you stay
I'll make you a day
Like no day has been
Or will be again
We'll sail on the sun
We'll ride on the rain
And talk to the trees
And worship the wind

But if you go
I'll understand
Leave me just enough love
To fill up my hand


If you go away
If you go away
If you go away...

If you go away
As I know you will
You must tell the world
To stop turning
'til you return again
If you ever do
For what good is love
Without loving you?
Can I tell you now
As you turn to go
I'll be dying slowly
'til the next hello

If you go away
If you go away
If you go away...

But if you stay
I'll make you a night
Like no night has been
Or will be again
I'll sail on your smile
I'll ride on your touch
I'll talk to your eyes
That I love so much

But if you go
I won't cry
Though the good is gone
From the word goodbye

If you go away
If you go away
If you go away...

If you go away
As I know you must
There is nothing left
In this world to trust
Just an empty room
Full of empty space
Like the empty look
I see on your face
And I'd been the shadow
Of your shadow
If you might have kept me
By your side

If you go away
If you go away
If you go away...

برای میم و درخت شاتوت

هنوزم اورا دوست‌تر می‌دارم که به خاطر من٬ فقط به خاطر دل من٬ می‌رفت روی لبه‌ی دیوار تا شاتوت بچیند. اورا دوست‌تر می‌دارم که دوستم داشت و هنوز آنقدر بچه بود که تبدیل به هیولایی نشده باشد. همه به ما حسودیشان می‌شد. چه روزهای خوبی بود وقتی هنوز نفهمیده‌ بودی در دنیای آدم بزرگ‌ها٬ مفهومی به نام عشق٬ آنطور که تو فکر می‌کنی وجود خارجی ندارد. 

آن روزها را دوست‌تر می‌دارم.

نوستالژی(۲)

You Can Win If You Want

You packed your things in a carpet-bag

Left home - never looking back.
Rings on your fingers
paint on your toes

music wherever you go.
You don't fit in a small town world

But I feel you are the girl for me.
Rings on your fingers
paint on your toes

You're leavin' town where nobody knows.

You can win if you want
if you want it you will win

On your way you will see that life is more than fantasy.
Take my hand
follow me
oh

you got a brand-new friend for your life.
You can win if you want
if you want it you will win

Oh
come on
take your chance for a brand-new wild romance.
Take my hand for the night and your feelings will be right

Hold me tight.

Oh
darkness finds you're on your own

Endless highways keep on rollin' on.
You are miles and miles from your home

But you never want to phone your home.
A steady job and a nice young man

Your parents had your future planned.
Rings on her fingers
paint on your toes

That's the way your story goes.
You can win if you want
if you want it you will win
. . .

You can win if you want
if you want it you will win

Oh
come on
take your chance for a brand-new wild romance.
Take my hand for the night and your feelings will be right

Hold me tight.
You can win if you want
if you want it you will win

«مدرن تاکینگ»

نوستالژی (۱)

توی ترافیک خیابان ولی‌عصر، از پارک‌وی به سمت تجریش، یک پیکان سبز درب و داغون با یک اگزوز پر سروصدا بین دهها ماشین دیگر گیر افتاده. تک برف‌پاک‌کن سمت راننده این طرف و آن طرف می‌رود و  دانه‌های تگرگ‌ را از روی شیشه کنار می‌زند. تگرگ آنقدر شدید است که در عرض چند دقیقه سطح خیابان سفید شده. انگار برف  آمده باشد.

پیکان سبز چهارتا مسافر دارد که دونفرشان از ترافیک و سرما کلافه شدند و هی سرک می‌کشند تا ببینند راه کی باز می‌شود. اما دونفر دیگر، پسر و دختر جوان، جوری روی صندلی عقب نشسته‌اند و در آغوش هم فرورفته‌اند که انگار نمی‌خواهند این خیابان هیچوقت باز بشود!

نه نگران دیر رسیدن هستند و نه سرما را حس می‌کنند. دست پسره از پشت گردن دختره تا روی شانه‌هایش آمده. پسر هی دستش را بالاتر می‌برد تا طره‌ی موی دختر را از روی پیشانی کنار بزند.

آه دختر چه نازی می‌کند... آه پسر چه نازی می‌خرد!

پسر آنقدر به او نزدیک می‌شود تا در یک لحظه‌ی مناسب پیشانی‌اش را ببوسد.

-          وای چکار می‌کنی؟ راننده...

-          نترس، حواسم به آینه بود. ندید!

دو لبخند رضایت روی لبهایشان.

دختر این لحظه را برای اینکه همانطور تروتازه بماند، منجمد می‌کند و می‌گذارد داخل کیفش و می‌روند تجریش.