mojo pin

voodoo bebeğine batırılan iğnenin adıdır.

sabah sabah dinlenince ’hala uyuyor muyum acaba ben? bu nasıl bir rüya? kırmızı nasıl bu kadar kırmızı oldu? neden gümüşten kuşlar dolaşıyor etrafımda? devam etsin bu rüya, birmesin hiç bitmesin...’ diye düşündürüyor insanı.

jeff buckley şarkısı,grace çıkışlıdır..sozleri de şoyle:


i’m lying in my bed, the blanket is warm
this body will never be safe from harm
still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal
touch my skin to keep me whole


if only you’d come back to me
if you laid at my side
wouldn’t need no mojo pin
to keep me satisfied


don’t wanna weep for you, don’t wanna know
i’m blind and tortured, the white horses flow
the memories fire, the rhythms fall slow
black beauty i love you so


precious, precious silver and gold
and pearls in oyster’s flesh
drop down we two to serve and pray to love
born again from the rhythm screaming down from heaven
ageless, ageless and i’m there in your arms


don’t wanna weep for you, don’t wanna know
i’m blind and tortured, the white horses flow
the memories fire, the rhythms fall slow
black beauty i love you so


the welts of your scorn, my love, give me more
send whips of opinion down my back, give me more
well it’s you i’ve waited my life to see
it’s you i’ve searched so hard for


don’t wanna weep for you, i don’t wanna know
i’m blind and tortured, the white horses flow
the memories fire, the rhythms fall slow
black beauty i love you so