Oh - love is a mystery
Oh - love is a mystery

She was the sister of Margarita, it was long long ago
And I told her that I need her, so much she would'nt know
And her brother was Juanito, he was a friend of mine
And I told him that I missing her, but she has no time
And I said Marie amore, you're the girl I adore

Love is a mystery, with a "L" and an "O" and a "V" and an "E"
It's like history, with a "L" and an "O" and a "V" and an "E"

It's ending on the floor, in the heat of the night
With the hands in the air and I hold her tight
And the "L" and an "O" and a "V" and an "E"
I know this girl is a mystery

I drank a lot of cool tequilas, should I go or should I stay
My heart told me I need her, but I'm too shy to say
I drank a lot of Caipirinhas, I was walking like on air
And I told her that I love her, baby on I swear
I said Marie amore, you're the girl I adore

Love is a mystery, with a "L" and an "O" and a "V" and an "E"
It's like history, with a "L" and an "O" and a "V" and an "E"

It's ending on the floor, in the heat of the night
With the hands in the air and I hold her tight
And the "L" and an "O" and a "V" and an "E"
I know this girl is a mystery

Oh - love is a mystery
Oh - love is a mystery

Love is a mystery, with a "L" and an "O" and a "V" and an "E"
It's like history, with a "L" and an "O" and a "V" and an "E"

It's ending on the floor, in the heat of the night
With the hands in the air and I hold her tight
And the "L" and an "O" and a "V" and an "E"
I know this girl is a mystery

Oh - love is a mystery
Oh - love is a mystery

همه کنکوری ها قبول شن

کسی پشت کنکور نمونه صلوات !!

این وبلاگ به زودی کپک خواهد زد / .

تو شـعر شهریاری با لحن تازه و نابــــــــــــــ

تو گنج نوشدارو ما زخم های ســــــــــهراب

تسکین درد ما باش تا فرصت است ای مرد

راهی نمانده تا عشـــــــق تا زنده ایم برگرد

حسین غیاثی

پ.ن:

هوا بس ناجوانمردانه گــــــــــــــــــــــــرم است ها!

... دوستان به که ز وی یاد کنند           دل بی دوست دلی          غ/م/گ/ی/ن است

عید آمد و ما قبا نداریم

با کهنه قبا صفا نداریم

پدر یکی از بهترین دوستانم فوت شد !

همگی بسیار زودتر از آنچه فکرش را میکنیم خواهیم رفت ...

هیچ وقت فکر نکن که اینجا آخر ِ آخر ِ خط ِ زندگی ِ توست

اگر روزی احساس کردی که به آخر خط رسیدی

حرف معلم کلاس اولت را به خاطر بیاور

که همیشه میگفت :

نقطه سر خط !

پی نوشت :

۹ اسفند ... ۱۸ ساله شدم !!!

پیر و کمی شکسته !!! :(