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...Showbiz or controlling my feelings for aaa
...Showbiz or controlling my feelings for aaa
چطور توقع داري اولين تجربهء موزيكال سال جديد من
رومانتيك از آب دربياد وقتي درست در صبح 1/1/85 من
آن هم موقعي كه دارم آرام آرام كلاوي ها را نوازش مي كنم
مشاجرهء احمقانه اش را شروع مي كند و
و... و... و... و.....
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در همين واديها:
سرم را آرام به طرفش بر مي گردانم
زل مي زنم توي چشماش
و وقتي مطمئنم
كجا و كدوم اكتاو هستم
انگشتانم را كاملا باز مي كنم
چشمانم را محكم مي بندم و با تمام وجود بر كلاوي هاي نامربوط پيانو مي كوبم!
بند بند وجودش چنان به رعشه درمي آيد
كه مينور و ماژور اين حملهء قلبي نصفه و نيمه را گم مي كند!
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و در آخر برنامه
سن را با لبخندي فاتحانه و شيطاني ترك مي كنم...
نوازنده ميگه:
«متشكرم!
خيلي ممنون!
متشكرم!»
دست گل را هم خودم به خودم مي دهم!
اصلا كي دست گل تورو خواست؟
How can you expect my first musical experiment of the new year
to be a romantic one when in my morning time of the 1/1/85
while I am coddling the piano notes (finger board)
She Starts her stupid argument and
Things go Bla bla bla bla...
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Meanwhile:
I Turn my head to her
and I stare at her eyes
and when I'm sure
where and which octave I am in
I Spread my fingers wide open
closing my eyes, I smash on the random notes of the finger board, producing a digressive sound!
She Flutter so hard that
she loses the minor or the major type of this semi piece of heart attack!
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And finally at the end of the show,
I Leave the Scene with an evil triumphant smile...
"Thank you
Thank You very Much!
Thank You!"
says The Pianist.
I, myself, Give the bunch of flowers to myself.
Who Asked for yours?
to be a romantic one when in my morning time of the 1/1/85
while I am coddling the piano notes (finger board)
She Starts her stupid argument and
Things go Bla bla bla bla...
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Meanwhile:
I Turn my head to her
and I stare at her eyes
and when I'm sure
where and which octave I am in
I Spread my fingers wide open
closing my eyes, I smash on the random notes of the finger board, producing a digressive sound!
She Flutter so hard that
she loses the minor or the major type of this semi piece of heart attack!
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And finally at the end of the show,
I Leave the Scene with an evil triumphant smile...
"Thank you
Thank You very Much!
Thank You!"
says The Pianist.
I, myself, Give the bunch of flowers to myself.
Who Asked for yours?
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