Archive Again

You're tearing me apart
Crushing me inside
You used to lift me up
Now you get me down
If I
Was to walk away
From you my love
Could I laugh again?
If I
Walk away from you
And leave my love
Could I laugh again?
Again, again...

You're killing me again
Am I still in your head?
You used to light me up
Now you shut me down
If I
Was to walk away
From you my love
Could I laugh again?
If I
Walk away from you
And leave my love
Could I laugh again?

I'm losing you again
Like eating me inside
I used to lift you up
Now I get you down

Without your love
You're tearing me apart
With you close by
You're crushing me inside
Without your love
You're tearing me apart
Without your love
I'm dowsed in madness
Can't lose this sadness
I can't lose this sadness

Can't lose this sadness

You're tearing me apart
Crushing me inside
Without your love
(you used to lift me up)
You're crushing me inside
(now you get me down)
With you close by
I'm dowsed in madness
Can't lose this sadness
It's ripping me apart
It's tearing me apart
It's tearing me apart
I don't know why
It's ripping me apart
It's tearing me apart
It's tearing me apart
I don't know why
I don't know why
I don't know why
I don't know why
Without your love
Without your love
Without your love
Without your love
It's tearing me apart

Bozorg Alavi Biography

Live Lightning Crashes

"Lightning Crashes"

lightning crashes, a new mother cries
her placenta falls to the floor
the angel opens her eyes
the confusion sets in
before the doctor can even close the door

lightning crashes, an old mother dies
her intentions fall to the floor
the angel closes her eyes
the confusion that was hers
belongs now, to the baby down the hall

oh now feel it comin' back again
like a rollin' thunder chasing the wind
forces pullin' from the center of the earth again
I can feel it.

lightning crashes, a new mother cries
this moment she's been waiting for
the angel opens her eyes
pale blue colored iris,
presents the circle
and puts the glory out to hide, hide

pink floyd Jugband blues

PinkFloyd The FinalCut

Sanfrancisco Cable car staitions

The Golden Gate Bridge

WTC Building

Scott McKenzie If You're Going to San Francisco

Sanfrancisco Train

Sanfrancisco Train

Sanfrancisco Landing air port

Sanfrancisco France Music

San francisco floot

Roxet Sofar away

Procol Harum A whiter shade of pale 1967

Newyork brooklin125

Devils Canyon Arizona

John lennon Terror Report On TV

Mazare Sadegh Hedayat

Liberty bell

Lombard Street

Cable car Tour

Johnny Cash Burn of fire

James Blunt Cry

Iranian's Revolution 1979

Joan Baez House of The Rising Sun

Queen Bohemian Rhapsody

Bakhtiar After Revolution 1979

The Moody Blues Nights in White satin´67

Scorpions Holiday

Radiohead No Surprises

Queen We will rock you

Pink Floyd-Marooned

Phil collins Another dar in paradiso

Peppino Gagliardi che vuole questa musica stasera

Italia Rome

Mozafaredin shah voice

Luka, Suzanne Vega

London 1903

Leonard Cohen Dance me

Kris Allen_ Adam Lambert singing We are the Champions

John Lennon Working class hero

Kansas Dust In The Wind

John Lennon God

Ivana Spagna Day by day

Katie Melua If You Were A Sailboat

Get your Kicks on Route 66

Yohanna Is It True

Empyrium Dying Broken Hearted

David Gilmour & Bob Geldof Comfortably numb

Foreign Feathers The Star Of The Country Down

Crosby & Nash

Edge of darkness

Bryan Adams Strait From the Heart

Bruce Springsteen Born In The USA Paris 1985

Bon Jovi If I was your mother

Bon Jovi Dry County

Across the border they turn
Water into wine
Some say it's the devil's blood
They're squeezing from the vine
Some say it's a saviour
In these hard and desperate times
For me it helps me to forget
That we're just born to die

I came here like so many did
To find the better life
To find my piece of easy street
To finally be alive
And I know nothing good comes easy
And all good things take some time
I made my bed I'll lie in it
To die in it's the crime

You can't help but prosper
Where the streets are paved with gold
They say the oil wells ran deeper here
Than anybody's known
I packed up on my wife and kid
And left them back at home

Now there's nothing in this paydirt
The ghosts are all I know
Now the oil's gone
The money's gone
And the jobs are gone
Still we're hangin' on

Down in dry county
They're swimming in the sand
Praying for some holy water
To wash the sins from off our hands
Here in dry county
The promise has run dry
Where nobody cries
And no one's getting out of here alive
In the blessed name of Jesus
I heard a preacher say
That we are God's children
And He'd be back someday
And I hoped that he knew
Something as he drank his cup of wine
I didn't have too good of a feeling
As I head out to the night

I cursed the sky to open
I begged the clouds for rain
I prayed to God for water
For this burning in my veins
It was like my soul's on fire
And I had to watch the flames
All my dreams went up in ashes
And my future blew away

Now the oil's gone
And the money's gone
And the jobs are gone
Still we're hangin' on

Down in dry county
They're swimming in the sand
Praying for some holy water
To wash the sins from off our hands
Here in dry county
The promise has run dry
Where nobody cries
And no one's getting out of here alive

Men spend their whole lives
Waiting praying for some big reward
But it seems sometimes
The payoff leaves you feeling
Like a dirty whore
If I could choose the way I'll die
Make it by the gun or knife
'Cause the other way there's too much pain
Night after night after night after night

Down in dry county
They're swimming in the sand
Praying for some holy water
To wash the sins from off our hands
Here in dry county
The promise has run dry
Where nobody cries
And no one's getting out of here alive

Bon Jovi Wanted Dead Or Alive 1989

Bob Seger Turn The Page

Bob dylan House of the rising sun-1962

There is a house down in New Orleans they call the rising sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl and me, oh God, I'm one.

My mother was a tailor, she sowed these new blue jeans
My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord, down in New Orleans.

Now the only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time when he's satisfied is when he's on a drunk.

He fills his glasses up to the brim and he'll pass the cards around
And the only pleasure he gets out of life is rambling from town to town
.
Oh tell my baby sister not to do what I have done
But shun that house in New Orleans they call the rising sun.

Well with one foot on the platform and the other foot on the train
I'm going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain.

I'm going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run
I'm going back to end my life down in the rising sun.

There is a house in New Orleans they call the rising sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl and me, oh God, I'm one.

BeeJees I Can See No Body

I walk the lonely streets; I watch the people passing by.
I used to smile and say hello. Guess I was just a happy guy.
Then you happened,girl, this feeling that possesses me.
I just can't move myself. I guess it all just had to be.

(Chorus)
I can't see nobody...no, I can't see nobody.
MY eyes can only look at you...you.

I used to have a brain; I used to think of many things.
I watched the falling rain and listened to the sweet birds sing.
Don't ask me why, little girl. I love you and that's all I can say.
You're every ,every breath I take. You are my nights; my night and day.

(chorus...)

Every single word you hear...is coming from this heart of mine.
I never felt like this before...a love like yours so young and fine.
And now as I try to forget you...it doesn't work out any way.
I loved you such a long time ago...but in my eyes you'll always be.
Every single word you hear...is coming from this heart of mine.
I loved you such a long time ago...don't know why...
And I don't know why...baby...

(chorus...)
(chorus...)

Beatles Letitbe

When I find myself in times of trouble, mother Mary comes to me, 
speaking words of wisdom, let it be. 
And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me, 
speaking words of wisdom, let it be. 


Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be. 
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be. 


And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree, 
there will be an answer, let it be. 
For though they may be parted there is still a chance that they will see, 
there will be an answer. let it be. 


Let it be, let it be, ..... 


And when the night is cloudy, there is still a light, that shines on me, 
shine until tomorrow, let it be. 
I wake up to the sound of music, mother Mary comes to me, 
speaking words of wisdom, let it be. 


Let it be, let it be, ..... 

Banisadr Dethrone

Dr Bakhtiar 1975

Animals The House Of The Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans 
They call the Rising Sun 
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy 
And God I know I'm one 


My mother was a tailor 
She sewed my new bluejeans 
My father was a gamblin' man 
Down in New Orleans 


Now the only thing a gambler needs 
Is a suitcase and trunk 
And the only time he's satisfied 
Is when he's on a drunk 


------ organ solo ------ 


Oh mother tell your children 
Not to do what I have done 
Spend your lives in sin and misery 
In the House of the Rising Sun 


Well, I got one foot on the platform 
The other foot on the train 
I'm goin' back to New Orleans 
To wear that ball and chain 


Well, there is a house in New Orleans 
They call the Rising Sun 
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy 
And God I know I'm one 

Rolling Stones Angie

Angie, Angie, when will those clouds all disappear?
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, Angie, you can't say we never tried
Angie, you're beautiful, but ain't it time we said good-bye?
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried?
All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke
Let me whisper in your ear:
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?


Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said good-bye?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, I still love you, baby
Ev'rywhere I look I see your eyes
There ain't a woman that comes close to you
Come on Baby, dry your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it good to be alive?
Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried 

Abraham lincoln home Springfield