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Desert Rose - Sting

I dream of rain
Yağmuru hayal ediyorum

I dream of gardens in the desert sand
Çöl kumlarında bahçeleri hayal ediyorum.

I wake in pain
Acıların içinde uyanıyorum

I dream of love as time runs through my hand
Zaman ellerimden akıp giderken aşkı hayal ediyorum.

I dream of fire
Ateşi hayal ediyorum.

Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
Bu hayaller asla yorulmayan bir atın boynuna asılı

And in the flames
Ve Alevler içinde.

Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
Onun gölgeleri bir erkeğin arzuladığı şekilde oynuyor.

This desert rose
Bu çöl gülü.

Each of her veils, a secret promise,
Onun her bir maskesi, gizli bir sözdür.

This desert flower
Bu çöl çiçeği.

No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
Hiçbir hoş koku bana bundan daha fazla işkence etmemişti.

And as she turns this way
Ve o bu yöne dönüyor

She moves in the logic of all my dreams
O benim bütün hayallerimin mantığı içinde hareket ediyor

This fire burns
Bu ateş yanıyor

I realize that nothing's as it seems
Hiçbir şeyin göründüğü gibi olmadığını fark ediyorum

'chours

I dream of rain
Yağmuru hayal ediyorum

I lift my gaze to empty skies above
Yukarıdaki boş gökyüzüne bakışlarımı dikiyorum

I close my eyes, this rare perfume
Gözlerimi kapatırım, bu müthis koku

Is the sweet intoxication of her love
Aşkının tatlı sarhoşluğudur.

'chours

Sweet desert rose
Tatlı çöl gülü

Each of her veils, a secret promise
Onun her bir maskesi, gizli bir sözdür.

This desert flower
Bu çöl çiçeği

No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
Hiçbir hoş koku bana bundan daha fazla işkence etmemişti.

Sweet desert rose
Tatlı çöl gülü

This memory of Eden haunts us all
Cennet'in hatıraları hepimizi ziyaret eder.

This desert flower, this rare perfume
Bu çöl çiçeği, bu müthis koku

Is the sweet intoxication of the fall
Düşüşün tatlı sarhoşluğudur.

Edited by Complexivy, 19.04.2006 - 16:12.

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A Thousand Years - Sting


A thousand years, a thousand more,
Bir bin yıl, bir bin yıl daha

A thousand times a million doors to eternity
Bin kere milyon tane kapı sonsuzluğa

I may have lived a thousand lives, a thousand times
Bin tane hayat yaşamışımdır, bin kere

An endless turning stairway climbs
Sonu olmayan dönel bir merdiven yükselen

To a tower of souls
Ruhların kulesine

If it takes another thousand years, a thousand wars,
Eğer bir bin yıl daha sürse, bin savaş

The towers rise to numberless floors in space
Kuleler yükselir sayısız katla uzaya

I could shed another million tears, a million breaths,
Milyonlarca gözyaşı daha dökebilirim, milyon nefes

A million names but only one truth to face
Milyonlarca isim ama yalnız tek bir gerçeklik yüzleşecek

A million roads, a million fears
Milyonlarca cadde, milyonlarca korku

A million suns, ten million years of uncertainty
Milyonlarca güneş, on milyonlarca yıllık şüphe

I could speak a million lies, a million songs,
Milyonlarca yalan söyleyebilirim, milyonlarca şarkı

A million rights, a million wrongs in this balance of time
Milyonlarca doğru, milyonlarca yanlış, zamanın bu dengesinde

But if there was a single truth, a single light
Ama yalnız bir doğru olsaydı, bir tek ışık

A single thought, a singular touch of grace
Tek bir düşünce, tek bir dokunuşu erdemin

Then following this single point , this single flame,
Sonra izlemek bu tek noktayı , bu tek alevi,

The single haunted memory of your face
Aklından çıkmayan tek anısı yüzünün

I still love you
Hala seviyorum seni

I still want you
Hala seviyorum seni

A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Bin kere gizemler açıklarlar kendilerini

Like galaxies in my head
Tıpkı aklımdaki galaksiler gibi

I may be numberless, I may be innocent
Belki sayısız olabilirim, günahsız olabilirim

I may know many things, I may be ignorant
Çok şey bilebilirim, cahil de olabilirim

Or I could ride with kings and conquer many lands
Ya da krallarla at sürüp, birçok toprak fethedebilirim

Or win this world at cards and let it slip my hands
Ya da kartlarda dünyayı kazanıp, elimden kaymasına izin verebilirim

I could be cannon food, destroyed a thousand times
Ön piyade olup, binlerce kere yok edilebilirim

Reborn as fortune's child to judge another's crimes
Talihin oğlu olarak yeniden doğup, diğer cinayetleri yargılar

Or wear this pilgrim's cloak, or be a common thief
Ya da bu seyyah pelerinini giyer, ya da bayağı bir hırsız olurum

I've kept this single faith, I have but one belief
Bu tek imanı sakladım, fakat sahip olduğum tek inanç

I still love you
Hala seviyorum seni

I still want you
Hala istiyorum seni

A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Bin kere gizemler açıklarlar kendilerini

Like galaxies in my head
Tıpkı aklımdaki galaksiler gibi

On and on the mysteries unwind themselves
Sürekli gizemler açıklarlar kendilerini

Eternities still unsaid
Ebediyet hala dile getirilmemiş

'Til you love me
Ta ki sen beni sevene kadar

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Shape of My Heart - Sting

He deals the cards as a meditation
Kağıtları bir meditasyon olarak dağıtıyor

And those he plays never suspect
Ve onlarla oynarken hiç şüphe etmiyor

He doesn't play for the money he wins
Kazandığı para için oynamıyor

He doesn't play for the respect
Saygı için oynamıyor

He deals the cards to find the answer
Kartları cevabı bulmak için dağıtıyor

The sacred geometry of chance
Şansın kutsal geometrisi

The hidden law of probable outcome
Muhtemel sonucun gizli kanunu

The numbers lead a dance
Sayılar bir dansa öncülük ediyor

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
Biliyorum ki maçalar bir askerin kılıçları

I know that the clubs are weapons of war
Biliyorum ki sinekler savaş silahları

I know that diamonds mean money for this art
Biliyorum ki karolar bu sanat için para demek

But that's not the shape of my heart
Ama hiçbiri kalbimin şekli değil

He may play the jack of diamonds
Karo valesini oynayabilir

He may lay the queen of spades
Maça kızını serebilir

He may conceal a king in his hand
Elinde bir papaz gizleyebilir

While the memory of it fades
Onun hatırası solarken

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
Biliyorum ki maçalar bir askerin kılıçları

I know that the clubs are weapons of war
Biliyorum ki sinekler savaş silahları

I know that diamonds mean money for this art
Biliyorum ki karolar bu sanat için para demek

But that's not the shape of my heart
Ama hiçbiri kalbimin şekli değil

That's not the shape, the shape of my heart
Hiçbiri kalbimin şekli, kalbimin şekli değil

And if I told you that I loved you
Ve eğer sana seni sevdiğimi söyleseydim

You'd maybe think there's something wrong
Birşeylerin ters gittiğini düşünebilirdin

I'm not a man of too many faces
Ben çok yüzü olan biri değilim

The mask I wear is one
Takdığım maske bir tanedir

Those who speak know nothing
Konuşanlar hiçbir şey bilmiyor

And find out to their cost
Ve hayatları pahasına öğreniyorlar

Like those who curse their luck in too many places
Çok fazla yerde şanslarını lanetleyenler gibi

And those who fear are lost
Ve korkanlar kayıp şimdi

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
Biliyorum ki maçalar bir askerin kılıçları

I know that the clubs are weapons of war
Biliyorum ki sinekler savaş silahları

I know that diamonds mean money for this art
Biliyorum ki karolar bu sanat için para demek

But that's not the shape of my heart
Ama hiçbiri kalbimin şekli değil

That's not the shape, the shape of my heart
Hiçbiri kalbimin şekli, kalbimin şekli değil

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3 o'clo

everyone i know is lonely
my god's so far away
and my heart belongs to no one
so now sometimes i pray
please take this space between us
and fill it up some way
i've been waiting for my brothers
since fucking christmas day
there's a song that everyone's heard
let me hear it, make me a part
songs everyone's heard
let me hear it, make me a part
nothing seems to matter
to no one anymore
they say my world is shattered
i just did it on the floor
it won't go no further
it is here i make my stand
if you say my life is precious
when you held it in your hand
there's a song that everyone's heard
let me hear it, make me a part
songs everyone's heard
let me hear it, make me a part
there's a song that everyone's heard
let me hear it, make me a part
songs everyone's heard
let me hear it, make me a part

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englishman in new york

i don't drink coffee i take tea my dear
i like my toast done on the side
and you can hear it in my accent when i talk
i'm an englishman in new york

see me walking down fifth avenue
a walking cane here at my side
i take it everywhere i walk
i'm an englishman in new york

i'm an alien
i'm a legal alien
i'm an englishman in new york
i'm an alien
i'm a legal alien
i'm an englishman in new york

if "manners maketh man" as someone said
then he's the hero of the day
it takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
be yourself no matter what they say

i'm an alien
i'm a legal alien
i'm an englishman in new york
i'm an alien
i'm a legal alien
i'm an englishman in new york

modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety
you could end up as the only one
gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society
at night a candle's brighter than the sun

takes more than combat gear to make a man
takes more than license for a gun
confront your enemies, avoid them when you can
a gentleman will walk but never run

if "manners maketh man" as someone said
then he's the hero of the day
it takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
be yourself no matter what they say

i'm an alien
i'm a legal alien
i'm an englishman in new york
i'm an alien
i'm a legal alien
i'm an englishman in new york

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every breath you take

every breath you take

every breath you take
and every move you make
every bond you break, every step you take
i'll be watching you

every single day
and every word you say
every game you play, every night you stay
i'll be watching you

oh, can't you see
you belong to me?
how my poor heart aches
with every step you take
every move you make
every vow you break
every smile you fake, every claim you stake
i'll be watching you

since you've gone i've been lost without a trace
i dream at night, i can only see your face
i look around, but it's you i can't replace
i feel so cold, and i long for your embrace
i keep crying baby, baby please,
oh, can't you see
you belong to me?
how my poor heart aches
with every step you take
every move you make
every vow you break
every smile you fake, every claim you stake
i'll be watching you
every move you make, every step you take
i'll be watching you
i'll be watching you

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fields of gold

you'll remember me when the west wind moves
upon the fields of barley
you'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
as we walk in fields of gold

so she took her love
for to gaze awhile
upon the fields of barley
in his arms she fell as her hair came down
among the fields of gold
will you stay with me, will you be my love
among the fields of barley
we'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
as we lie in fields of gold

see the west wind move like a lover so
upon the fields of barley
feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
among the fields of gold

i never made promises lightly
and there have been some that i've broken
but i swear in the days still left
we'll walk in fields of gold
we'll walk in fields of gold

many years have passed since those summer days
among the fields of barley
see the children run as the sun goes down
among the fields of gold
you'll remember me when the west wind moves
upon the fields of barley
you can tell the sun in his jealous sky
when we walked in fields of gold
when we walked in fields of gold
when we walked in fields of gold

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fragile

if blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
drying in the colour of the evening sun
tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
but something in our minds will always stay
perhaps this final act was meant
to clinch a lifetime's argument
that nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
for all those born beneath an angry star
lest we forget how fragile we are
on and on the rain will fall
like tears from a star, like tears from a star
on and on the rain will say
how fragile we are, how fragile we are
on and on the rain will fall
like tears from a star, like tears from a star
on and on the rain will say
how fragile we are, how fragile we are
how fragile we are, how fragile we are

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la belle dame sans regrets

written by sting & dominic miller
dansons tu dis
et moi, je suis
mes pas sont gauches
mes pieds tu fauches
je crains les sots
je cherche en vain les mots
pour m'expliquer ta vie, alors
tu ments, ma soeur
tu brises mon coeur
je pense, tu sais
erreurs, jamais
j'ecoute, tu parles
je ne comprends pas bien
la belle dame sans regrets
je pleure, tu ris
je chante, tu cries
tu semes les graines
d'un mauvais chene
mon ble s'envole
tu en a ras le bol
j'attends, toujours
mes cris sont sourds
tu ments, ma soeur
tu brises mon coeur
je pense, tu sais
erreurs, jamais
j'ecoute, tu parles
je ne comprends pas bien
la belle dame sans regrets