• "trans siberian orchestra'nin 2004 sonlarinda cikmis bir albumu"




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    albumun 2. siradaki ayni* isimli sarkisi muhte$emdir*.

    sozleri de ahan da $oyledir:

    on a street in the night
    in the cold winter’s light
    a child stands alone and she’s waiting

    and the light that’s out there
    it just hangs in the air
    as if it was just hesitating

    and the snow it comes down
    and it muffles the sound
    of dreams on their way to tomorrow

    and when they appear
    this night will hold them near
    for where they will lead
    she will follow

    for here in this city of lights
    this evening awakens
    the dreams that it might
    the winter it conjures
    the spells it will weave
    the snow gently covers the ground
    christmas eve

    in this scene
    on this night
    there’s an ancient hotel
    where shadows they do tend to wander

    and the ghosts that live here
    hold each moment so dear
    for time’s not a thing one should squander

    and they recount their sand
    as it runs through their hand
    and examine each moment for meaning

    it can be wished upon
    till the moment it’s gone
    like day disappears into evening

    for here in this city of lights
    this evening awakens
    the dreams that it might
    the winter it conjures
    the moment is seized
    the snow gently covers the ground
    christmas eve

    merry christmas
    merry christmas
    merry christmas
    merry christmas

    christmas
    christmas
    christmas
    christmas

    through this night
    the dream still wanders
    as it was meant to be
    and every year this night grows fonder

    of children and circumstance
    caught in this childhood dance
    as the world turns around
    keeping dreams on the ground

    windows of frosted ice
    prisming candlelight
    and somehow we
    start to believe

    in the night and the dream
    as it cuts through the noise
    with the whisper of snow
    as it starts to deploy

    in the depths of a night
    that’s about to begin
    with the feeling of snow
    as it melts on your skin

    and it covers the land
    with a dream so intense
    that it returns us all
    to a child’s innocence

    and then what you’d thought lost
    and could never retrieve
    is suddenly there to be found
    on christmas eve
    on christmas eve
    on christmas…


    (morgan le fay - 27 Kasım 2007 05:27)

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    trans-siberian orchestra'nin en sevdigim parcasi.. adamlarin tum eserlerini dinledigimi iddia etmeden ustune ustluk.. zaman icinde baska birinciler de cikabilir elbet ama bu sarki benim icin en bi birinci birinci olacak ve oyle de kalacak her zaman sanirim.


    (morgan le fay - 25 Aralık 2010 17:53)

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