mother

emma the gold one
en baba, en protest pink floyd parçalarındandır bu da tüm sakinliğiyle. türkçeye çevirip çevirip kitaplarına yapıştırabiliyor insanlar tabii. yazar/şair falan oluyorlar sonra. güzel şarkı yani.

’’ooooh baby oooh baby oooh baby,
you’ll always be baby to me... ’’
delirtmeyinlanbeni
pink floyd un the wall albümünün altıncı parçası.

sözleri:

mother do you think they’ll drop the bomb
mother do you think they’ll like the song
mother do think they’ll try to break my balls
mother should i build a wall

mother should i run for president
mother should i trust the government
mother will they put me in the firing line
is it just a waste of time

hush now baby, baby don’t you cry
mama’s gonna make all of your nightmares come true
mama’s gonna put all of her fears into you
mama’s gonna keep you right here
under her wing
she won’t let you fly but she might let you sing
mama’s gonna keep baby cosy and warm
ooooh babe, ooooh babe, ooooh babe
of course mama’s gonna help build the wall

mother do you think she’s good enough for me
mother do you think she’s dangerous to me
mother will she tear your little boy apart
ooh ah mother will she break my heart

hush now baby, baby don’t you cry
mama’s gonna check out all your girlfriends for you
mama won’t let anyone dirty get through
mama’s gonna wait up until you get in
mama will always find out where you\’ve been
mama’s gonna keep baby healthy and clean
ooooh babe, oooo babe
you’ll always be a baby to me

mother did it need to be so high
dugmeburun
danzig’in süper şarkısıdır..

mother
tell your children not to walk my way
tell your children not to hear my words
what they mean
what they say
mother
mother
can you keep them in the dark for life
can you hide them from the waiting wolrd
oh mother
father
gonna take you daughter out tonight
gonna show her my world
oh father
not about to see your light
but if you wanna find hell with me
i can show you what it’s like
till your bleeding
not about to see your light
and if you wanna find hell with me
i can show you what it’s
mother
tell your children to hold my hand
tell your children not to undesrstand
oh mother
father
do you wanna bang heads with me
do you wanna feel evrything
oh father
not about to see your light
and if you wanna find hell with me
i can show you what it’s like
till your bleeding
not about to see your light
and if you wanna find hell with me
i can show you what it’s
not about to see your light
but if you wanna find hell with me
i can show you what it’s like
till your bleeding
not about to see your light
and if you wanna find hell with me
i can show you what it’s like
mother
floydian
pink floyd şarkısının türkçesi:

anne bombayı atacaklar mı sence?
anne şarkıyı sevecekler mi sence?
anne hayalarımı parçalamaya çalışacaklar mı sence?
anne bir duvar öreyim mi?
anne başkanlığa aday olayım mı?
anne hükümete güveneyim mi?
anne beni cepheye sürerler mi?
anne gerçekten ölüyor muyum?
aaaaah, bu yalnızca zaman kaybı mı?

sus şimdi bebeğim, ağlama
annen senin tüm kabuslarını
gerçeğe dönüştürecek
annen kendi korkularının tümünü sana aşılayacak
annen seni burada koruyacak
kanatlarının altında
uçmana izin vermeyecek ama şarkı söylemene belki
annen her zaman bebeğini rahat ve sıcak tutacak
aaaah bebeğim aaaaah bebeğim aaaaah bebeğim
tabii ki annen duvarı örmeye yardım edecek

anne o bana göre bir kız mı sence?
anne o benim için tehlikeli mi sence?
anne o paramparça edecek mi senin küçük oğlunu?
aaaah anne o kıracak mı kalbimi?

sus şimdi bebeğim, bebeğim ağlama
annen tüm kız arkadaşlarını senin için denetleyecek
annen pis birinin hayatına sızmasına izin vermeyecek
annen uyanık bekleyecek dönüşünü
annen her aman öğrenecek
nerede olduğunu
annen her zaman seni sağlıklı ve temiz tutacak
aaaaah bebeğim aaaaaah bebeğim aaaaah bebeğim
sen her zaman benim bebeğim olarak kalacaksın
anne, bu kadar yüksek olması gereklimiydi duvarın?
made in heaven
blind melon sarkisi ayni zamanda.

the skies have darkened
and the seas have dried.
your honest ways have turned to lies.
your hands of promise
turned to hands of pain.
you take for granted the life that god create
the life that god created.
the frost and flowers
mother gave to you,
the muffled whispers bleeding true.
and it doesn’t matter how
what kind of eyes your looking through.
do you see our mother’s dying?
here’s a picture for you.
i wanna paint this picture for you!

with every black choking for breath
and every inch closer to death.
her hands are held out for you.

you said the reasons
we’re in the cities that we all made
was that we rage our poor mother.
poor mother.
poor mother.
now that she’s leaving
and she’s thrown off all that she gave,
we dig the grave
of our poor mother!
the grass ain’t growing
in my front yard, no.
poor mother.
poor mother.
poor mother.

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