duncan

aynı zamanda, ünlü macbeth oyununda sakata giden kralın adı.

gariban bir beşiktaş taraftarı.
(#11603059)
ne oldu bu pankart duruyor mu hala? **

dağılan blue grubundaki sarışın şeker şey.

(#11442045) tarih bilgisi olmayan varlık.

fenerbahçe'ye çok kızmış ve bilenmiş yazar. bu nefret nerden geliyor, merak etmiyor değilim.

kafasına bandanayı takıp ''müslüüüm müslüüüm babaaa'' diye bağırırken dayt! diyip ürküttüğüm ve o günden sonra bana abi çeken insan. olur lan tamam, geçti hadi.

bir zamanların efsane boyband i blue nun pek bir hoş elamanı. tam adı için;
(bkz: duncan matthew james)

(bkz: dan çın)

sözlüğe fenerbahçe'ye sövmek için gelmiş yazar. *

paul simon un kendi adını taşıyan solo albümünden bir parça. umuda ve güzelliğe dair duyguların uyanma sebebidir bünyede. (bkz: sözlerini de yazayım tam olsun)

couple in the next room
bound to win a prize:
they've been going at it all night long!
well, i'm tryin' to get some sleep
but these motel walls are cheap:
lincoln duncan is my name,
and here's my song, here's my song.

my father was a fisherman,
my mama was a fisherman's friend,
and i was born in the boredom and the chowder.
so when i reached my prime
i left my home in the maritimes,
headed down the turnpike for new england, sweet new england.

holes in my confidence,
holes in the knees of my jeans,
i was left without a penny in my pocket ....
oo-oowee, i was about as destituted as a kid could be
and i wished i wore a ring so i could hock it ...
i'd like to hock it

a young girl in a parkin' lot
was preaching to a crowd,
singing sacred songs
and reading from the bible.
well, i told her i was lost
and she told all about the pentecost,
and i seen that girl as the road to my survival,
my survival.

just later on
the very same night
when i crept to her tent with a flashlight
and my long years of innocence ended:
well, she took me to the woods,
sayin' "here comes something, and it feels so good!",
and just like a dog i was befriended, i was befriended.

oh, oh, what a night,
oh, what a garden of delight ...
even now that sweet memory lingers:
i was playing my guitar
lyin' underneath the stars
just thankin' the lord
for my fingers,
for my fingers ...

(#10519205) ayarın kralını vermiş nesildaş yazar. *

(bkz: tim duncan)