when i was seventeen

1. frank sinatra nin bogum bogum huzne bogan sarkisi sozleri ise ;
   
   when i was seventeen
   it was a very good year
   it was a very good year for small town girls
   and soft summer nights
   we'd hide from the lights
   on the village green
   when i was seventeen
   
   when i was twenty-one
   it was a very good year
   it was a very good year for city girls
   who lived up the stair
   with all that perfumed hair
   and it came undone
   when i was twenty-one
   
   when i was thirty-five
   it was a very good year
   it was a very good year for blue-blooded girls
   of independent means
   we'd ride in limousines
   their chauffeurs would drive
   when i was thirty-five
   
   but now the days grow short
   i'm in the autumn of the year
   and now i think of my life as vintage wine
   from fine old kegs
   from the brim to the dregs
   and it poured sweet and clear
   it was a very good year
   it was a mess of good years...
   
   (2/3/2006 20:11, ceket yok pantolon verelim)
   
   
2. (bkz: daha on yedi on yedi on yediydiiiii ) *
   
   (2/3/2006 21:33, abaza kuzu)