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? Do you Love me - ? Do I love you - With our doughters getting married and this trouble in the town - You're upset, you're worn-out. Go inside, go lie down .Maybe it's indigestion Oh, No, I'm asking you a question - ? Do you Love me ! You're fool - I know - But do you love me Do I love you - Well - For 25 years I've washed your clothes - cooked your meals, cleaned your house, Given you children, milked your cow, ? After 25 year why talk about love right now The first time I met you was on our wedding day - I was scared I was shy - I was nervous - So was I - But my father and my mother - said we'd learn to love each other And now I'm asking you - Do you love me - I'm your wife - I know - ? But do you love me - ? Do I love him - Well - ? For 25 years I lived with him - Twenty Five years My bed is his if that's not love, !!!? WHAT IS ... Then you love me - I suppose I do - And I suppose I love you too - .. It doesn't change a thing - But even so After 25 years It's nice to Know
... Papa - How can I hope to make you underestand Why I do What I do Why I must travel to a distant land Far from the home I love Once I was happily content to be As I was Where I was Close to the people who are close to me Here in the home I love Who could see that a man would come Who would change the shape of my dreams Helpless now, I stand with him Watching older dreams grow dim Oh, what a melancholy choice this is wantimg home wanting him closing my heart to every hope but his leaving the home I love There where my heart has settled long ago I must go I must go Who could imagine I've be woundering so Far from the home I love Yet Ther with my love I'm home ... ---- Fiddeler on the roof |
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دوشنبه سوم اردیبهشت 1386ساعت 7:51 بعد از ظهر به قلم ...! |
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بر من ایراد مکن غمناک تر از گریه آنجا که وجدان های بی رونق و خاموش قاضیان که تنها تصویری از دغدغه ی عدالت بر آن کشیده اند به خود بازم می نهند، میخندم کارم از آن نیز گذشته است می خندم تلخ به آنجا ولی اینجا یار رفت غمخوار رفت و حرف عشق نیز به آرامی رفت از دفتر ما از قاموس ما از روز مرگی های ما حالا... اما می خندم تلخ می خندم باآه می خندم به لبخندی تلخ |
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