🎼 You're My Heart, You're My Soul
(New Hit Version) —
🎧Thomas Anders
(Modern Talking)

🩷Deep in my heart - there's a fire - a burning heart
Deep in my heart - there's desire - for a start
I'm dying in emotion
It's my world in fantasy
I'm living in my, living in my dreams

❤️You're my heart, you're my soul
I'll keep it shining everywhere I go
You're my heart, you're my soul
I'll be holding you forever
Stay with you together

🧡Your my heart, you're my soul
Yeah, I'm feeling that our love will grow
You're my heart, you're my soul
That's the only thing I really know

🧡Let's close this door and believe my burning heart
Feeling alright come on open up your heart
Keep the candles burning
Let your body melt in mine
I'm living in my, living in my dreams

💛You're my heart, you're my soul
I'll keep it shining everywhere I go
You're my heart, you're my soul
I'll be holding you forever
Stay with you together

💚Your my heart, you're my soul
Yeah, I'm feeling that our love will grow
You're my heart, you're my soul
That's the only thing I really know

🩵You're my heart, you're my soul
Yeah I'm feeling that our love will grow
You're my heart, you're my soul
That's the only thing I really know
You're my soul, heart, you're my soul, yeah

soul that's the only thing I really know

💙Your my heart, you're my soul
Yeah, I'm feeling that our love will grow
You're my heart, you're my soul
That's the only thing I really know

мαттer нow dαrĸ ιт ɢeтѕ
тнe ѕυɴ’ѕ ɢoɴɴα rιѕe αɢαιɴ

اهمیتی نداره چقدر تـــــــــاریــــــــکـــــــ بشه
خورشید دوباره بالا میاد
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Calm because I’m unknown, And myself because I’m calm, I want to fill my days With wanting nothing from them.

For those whom wealth touches, Gold irritates the skin. For those on whom fame blows, Life fogs over.

On those for whom happiness Is their sun, night will fall. But those who hope for nothing Are glad for whatever comes.

Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems

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آرام‌ام، چرا که ناشناخته و گم‌نام‌ام،
و خودم هستم، چرا که آرام‌ام،
با هیچ نخواستن
بر آن‌ام که روزگارِ خود سرشار کنم.

آنان که به ثروت می‌رسند،
عاقبت طلا مایه‌ی عذاب‌شان می‌گردد.
بر آنان که بادِ شهرت وزیدن می‌گیرد،
سرانجام تیرگیِ زندگی سایه می‌افکند.

و برای آنان که خورشید خرسندشان می‌کند،
شب فرا خواهد رسید.
اما آنان که چشمِ انتظارِ چیزی نیستند
خرسندند از هر چه پیش آید.

✍ شاعر: #فرناندو_پسوآ
[ Fernando Pessoa / پرتغال‌، ۱۹۳۵-۱۸۸۸ ]
#englishliterature #poem #poetry

💭Fernando António Nogueira de Seabra Pessoa (Portuguese: [fɨɾˈnɐ‌du pɨˈsoɐ]; 13 June 1888 – 30 November 1935) was a Portuguese poet, writer, literary critic, translator, and publisher. He has been described as one of the most significant literary figures of the 20th century and one of the greatest poets in the Portuguese language. He also wrote in and translated from English and French.

💭Pessoa was a prolific writer both in his own name and approximately seventy-five other names, of which three stand out: Alberto Caeiro, Álvaro de Campos, and Ricardo Reis. He did not define these as pseudonyms because he felt that this did not capture their true independent intellectual life and instead called them heteronyms, a term he invented. These imaginary figures sometimes held unpopular or extreme views.
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@Englishliteratureteacher

راه‌هایی که طی می‌کنیم نــــــــهــــــــ،
ما را آدمــــــــ هــــــــا خسته کردند...
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