tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-131654272011-04-21T16:24:29.961-07:00sishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111093058016137516noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13165427.post-1118577633876133592005-06-12T04:53:00.000-07:002005-06-12T05:04:13.186-07:00Weren't you the one that said, that you don't want me anymore.<br />And how you need your space, and give the keys back to your door.<br />And how I cried and tried and tried to make you stay with me.<br />But still you said that love was gone, and that I had to leave.<br />Now you, talkin bout a family<br />Now you, sayin I complete your dream<br />Now you, sayin I'm your everything<br />You confusin me<br />What you say to me<br />Don't play with me<br />Don't play with me.<br />Cause what goes around, comes around.<br />What goes up, must come down.<br />Now who's cryin, desirin to come back to me<br />What goes around, comes around.<br />What goes up, must come down.<br />Now who's cryin, desirin to come back<br />I remember when<br />I was sittin home alone<br />Waitin for you<br />Til 3 o'clock in the morn<br />And when you came home, you'd always have some sorry excuse.<br />And explainin to me, like I'm just some kinda fool<br />I sacrifice the things I want to and do things for you<br />But when it's time to do for me, you never come through<br />Now you, wanna be a bond of me (eyyy)<br />Now you, have so much to say to me (heyy)<br />Now you, wanna make time for me<br />What you do to me.<br /><br />You confusin me<br /><br />Don't play with me<br /><br />Don't play with me.<br /><br />Cause what goes around, comes around.<br />What goes up, must come down.<br /><br />Now who's cryin, desirin to come back to me<br /><br />What goes around, comes around.<br /><br />What goes up, must come down.<br /><br />Now who's cryin, desirin to come back<br /><br />I remember when<br /><br />I was sittin home alone<br /><br />Waitin for you<br /><br />Til 3 o'clock in the morn<br /><br />Night after night<br /><br />Knowin sumthing goin on<br /><br />Wasn't home befo me<br /><br />You was,you was gone<br /><br />Lord knows it wasn't easy, but believe me.<br /><br />Never thought you'd be the one that would deceived me.<br /><br />And never do wha u was supposed to do<br /><br />No need to hose me fool, cause I'm ova you<br /><br />Cause what goes around, comes around.<br /><br />What goes up, must come down.<br /><br />Now who's cryin, desirin to come back to me<br /><br />What goes around, comes around.<br /><br />What goes up, must come down.<br /><br />Gotta stop tryin, to come back to me<br /><br />What goes around, comes around.<br /><br />What goes up, must come down.<br /><br />It's called Karma baby.<br /><br />And it goes around.<br /><br />Cause what goes around, comes around.<br /><br />What goes up, must come down.<br /><br />Now who's cryin, desirin to come back to me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13165427-111857763387613359?l=womensmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111093058016137516noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13165427.post-1118401950984461072005-06-10T03:59:00.000-07:002005-06-10T04:12:30.990-07:00<strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><em>كان صديقي<br />كلمات الشاعر كريم العراقي<br />ألحان و غناء كاظم الساهر</em></span></strong><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">كان صديقي وكانت حبه الأبدي<br />بل كان حبهما حكاية البلد<br /><br />وأستغرب الناس كيف القصة انقلبت<br />إلى خصام .. إلى هجر .. إلى نكدِ<br /><br />أما أنا الشاهد المذبوح بينهما<br />سيفان من نار يختصمان في كبدي<br /><br />* * *<br /><br />هو التقاني مريضاَ تائه القدم<br />محطم القلب أدمى إصبع الندم<br />كن يا صديقي طبيبي وأحتمل ألمي<br /><br />هل قابلتك هل حدثتها عني<br />هل حزنها كان أقسى أم أنا حزني<br />وذلك العطر هل لا زال يغمرها أم غيرته؟؟<br /> نعم زعلانة مني <br /><br />خسرتها يا لطيشي لا بديل لها بكى صديقي<br /><br />* * *<br /><br />هي التقتني وقد شحبت ملامحها<br />وكما يذوب الشمع في النار<br /><br />كان أسمه لو مر يجرحها<br />مسكت يدي وبكت .. وبكت كإعصار<br /><br />هو الذي دمر أحلامي ..<br /> هو الذي أمطرني هماً<br /><br />لكنني أوصيك خيراً به<br /> كأنني صرت له أماً<br /><br />بالله هل لا زال مضطرباً<br /> أخشى عليه نوبة اليأس<br /><br />إحساسه العالي سيقتله<br />خوفي عليه لا على نفسي<br /><br />بلغه أن الريح قد خطفت<br /> بنتاً على الميناء يعشقها<br /><br />وليتجه لشواطئ أخرى<br /> فسفينتي بيديه أغرقها<br /><br />وكلمني وكلمتني ..<br /> لصبح غدي<br /><br />ما فارق الهاتف السهران كف يدي<br /><br />عودا لبعض أو انفصلا إلى الأبدِ<br />سيفان من نار تختصمان في كبدي<br />وفيكما الآن شوق الأم للولد<br /><br />شوق الأم للولدِ<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13165427-111840195098446107?l=womensmile.blogspot.com' alt='' 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