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Rare Bird – Sympathy
"Sympathy"
By Rare Bird


And when you climb
Into your bed tonight
And when you lock,
Of the door
Just think of those
Out in the cold and dark
'cause there's not enough love to go round

And sympathy
Is what we need my friend
And sympathy
Is what we need
And sympathy
Is what we need my friend
'cause there's not enough love to go round

Now half the world
Hits the other half
And half the world
Has all the food
And half the world

'cause there's not enough love to go round

And sympathy
Is what we need my friend
And sympathy
Is what we need
And sympathy
Is what we need my friend
'cause there's not enough love to go round
#شباهنگ
#شعر_بخوانیم


The Heart-Ravisher departed; and hint to those heart-gone made not Of the companion of the city; and of the friend of the journey, recollection He made not.

دلبر برفت و دلشدگان را خبر نکرد
یاد حریف شهر و رفیق سفر نکرد

Either, my fortune abandoned the path of love; Or He, by the highway of Tarikat, journeying made not.

یا بخت من طریق مروت فروگذاشت
یا او به شاهراه طریقت گذر نکرد

I said: “Perchance, by weeping, I may make His heart kind.” Impression on the hard stone, the drops of rain, made not.

گفتم مگر به گریه دلش مهربان کنم
چون سخت بود در دل سنگش اثر نکرد

Although, through grief, the wing and the feather of my heart became broken, Go out of my head, the crude madness of being a lover it made not.

شوخی مکن که مرغ دل بی‌قرار من
سودای دام عاشقی از سر به درنکرد

Every one kissed Thy face who saw my eye! Without value, the work that our eye did, it made not.

هر کس که دید روی تو بوسید چشم من
کاری که کرد دیده من بی نظر نکرد

I standing, like the candle, to make my life a sacrifice for Him; Like the morning-breeze, passing by me, He made not.

من ایستاده تا کنمش جان فدا چو شمع
او خود گذر به ما چو نسیم سحر نکرد
- حافظ
SUT Foreign Languages Association
Justin Timberlake – Say Something (Ft Chris Stapleton)
"Say Something"
By Justin Timberlake ft Chris Stapleton


Oh, yeah, alright
Ooh (yeah)

Everyone knows all about my direction
And in my heart somewhere I wanna go there
Still I don't go there

Everybody says "say something"
Say something, say something
Then say something, say something, then say something

I don't wanna get caught up in the rhythm of it
But I can't help myself, no, I can't help myself, no, no
Caught up in the middle of it
No I can't help myself, no I can't help myself, no, no, no
Caught up in the rhythm of it

Maybe I'm looking something that I can't have (maybe I'm looking something that I can't have)
Maybe I'm looking something that I can't have

Everyone knows all about my transgressions
Still in my heart somewhere, there's melody and harmony
For you and me, tonight (whoa)

I hear them call my name
Everybody says "say something"
Then say something, say something
Then say something, say something then say something

I don't want to get caught up in the rhythm of it
But I can't get help myself, no I can't help myself, no, no
Caught up in the middle of it
No I can't help myself, no I can't help myself, no, no, no
Caught up in the rhythm of it

Maybe I'm looking something that I can't have (maybe I'm looking something that I can't have)
Maybe I'm looking something that I can't have (maybe I'm looking something that I can't have)
Maybe I'm looking something that I can't have (maybe I'm looking something that I can't have)
Maybe I'm looking something that I can't have (maybe I'm looking something that I can't have)

Sometimes the greatest the way to say something is to say nothing at all
Sometimes the greatest the way to say something is to say nothing at all
Sometimes the greatest the way to say something is to say nothing

But I can't help myself, no I can't help myself, no, no
Caught up in the middle of it
No I can't help myself, no I can't help myself, no, no, no
Caught up in the rhythm of it

Maybe I'm looking something that I can't have (maybe I'm looking something that I can't have)
Maybe I'm looking something that I can't have (maybe I'm looking something that I can't have)
Maybe I'm looking something that I can't have (maybe I'm looking something that I can't have)
Maybe I'm looking something that I can't have (maybe I'm looking something that I can't have)

Sometimes the greatest the way to say something is to say nothing at all
Sometimes the greatest the way to say something is to say nothing at all
Sometimes the greatest the way to say something is to say nothing
#شباهنگ
وجه سببی
Causative
#گرامر
وجه سببی
#گرامر
اصطلاح be supposed to
#گرامر
happy teacher's day
@language_sut
چند #اصطلاح با Trouble
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Sting – Fields Of Gold
"Fields Of Gold"
By Sting


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
#شباهنگ
SUT Foreign Languages Association
Dean Lewis – Half A Man
"Half A Man"
By Dean Lewis


I was wrong to say I loved her
I was wrong to think I'm right
But when I told her it was over
My darling I had lied
I've been running from my demons
Afraid to look behind
I've been running from myself
Afraid of what I'd find

But how am I supposed to love you
When I don't love who I am?
And how can I give you all of me
When I'm only half a man?
'Cause I'm a sinking ship that's burning
So let go of my hand
Oh, how can I give you all of me
When I'm only half a man?

And now I'm stuck in this hotel room
By cold neon light
I've been waiting for an answer
But it don't come tonight
And every bottle I had stolen
Lay shattered on the floor
What's broken can't be whole, anymore

But how am I supposed to love you
When I don't love who I am
And how can I give you all of me
When I'm only half a man
'Cause I'm a sinking ship that's burning
So let go of my hand
And how can I give you all of me
When I'm only half a man?

And no one can ever hurt me
Like I've hurt myself
'Cause I'm made out of stone
And I'm beyond help
Don't give your heart to me

But how am I supposed to love you
When I don't love who I am?
And how can I give you all of me
When I'm only half a man?
'Cause I'm a sinking ship that's burning
So let go of my hand
And how can I give you all of me
When I'm only half a man?
Hmm, hmm hmm, hmm, hmm
#شباهنگ
SUT Foreign Languages Association
Paul Cauthen – Everybody Walkin This Land
"Everybody Walkin This Land"
By Paul Cauthen



All you mothers and you brothers and you sisters and you fathers
And everybody walkin' this land
No matter your race, your creed, your tribe
Whose nation you defend
With open hearts, open minds, lend a helpin' hand each time
To the mothers and the brothers and the sisters and the fathers
Everybody walkin' this land

All you believers, pretenders, bonafide sinners
Everybody walkin' this land
No matter your church, your faith, your sign
Whose lying in your den
All seeing eyes and Jesus Christ
We're all living in a paradise
With believers, pretenders, bonafide sinners
Everybody walkin' this land

Lord we pray we make it through the day
All you mothers, you brothers, you sisters, you fathers
Believers, pretenders, bonafide sinners
Everybody walkin' this land

All you racists, fascists, nihilists, and bigots
I'm calling you out my friend
I felt your hurt, drank your fear
Your actions will not stand

Get on your knees, begin to pray
Look at me, you can change
You racists, fascists, nihilists, and bigots
I'm calling you out my friend

Lord, we pray we make it through the day
You racists, fascists, nihilists, and bigots
We're prayin' for you my friend

All you prophets, saints, angels, and ladies
And all you gentlemen
We walked on fire, and we fought through Hell
We're soldiers 'til the end

If you can't get enough
Don't think that devil won't fill your cup
You mothers, you brothers, you sisters, you fathers
You believers, pretenders, bonafide sinners
Racists, fascists, nihilists, and bigots
Prophets, saints, and angels, and ladies
All you gentlemen

Everybody walkin' this land
#شباهنگ