bravado

• ing. sahte cesaret ve ozguven gosterisi
• bir rush urunu
  
  if we burn our wings
  flying too close to the sun
  if the moment of glory
  is over before it's begun
  if the dream is won
  though everything is lost
  we will pay the price,
  but we will not count the cost
  
  when the dust has cleared
  and victory denied
  a summit too lofty
  river a little too wide
  if we keep our pride
  though paradise is lost
  we will pay the price,
  but we will not count the cost
  
  and if the music stops
  there's only the sound of the rain
  all the hope and glory
  all the sacrifice in vain
  [and] if love remains
  though everything is lost
  we will pay the price,
  but we will not count the cost
• rush'un roll the bones albumunun 2. parcasi, the professor biraz biraz marathon'da ustumuze saldigi "uzun mesafe ko$ucusu" profiline bu sefer de kaybetmeyi eklemi$ gibi. bir onceki $arki dreamline ile yukseklerden ucan genc hayalperest insanlarin gercek dunyaya donu$lerinde ya$adigi o cakilma hissi ve sonrasini anlatan bravado, acisini icine atip sorumluluklarla yuzle$mek, bu sirada icteki aciya ragmen di$ariya bir zafer edasi ile gulumsemeyi getirir insanin aklina.
• insanın hayatının fon müziği olduysa bu şarkı çok yanlış bir yolda demektir. (biri beni restart etsin)
• sahte cesaret/özgüven yerine ayna ve seyirci karşısında çalışılmış özgüven de denebilir.
• külhanbeyilik olarak da çevrilebilecek ingilizce tabir.
• bira sohbeti on numara olan amigo.
  
  ha bir de şehir efsaneleri üzerinden yanında geyik çevrilmemesi gereken yazar::)
• bira sohbeti demişken carlsberg içiyorsa yanında dikkatli olmanız gerekmektedir. tabi ^*şişede bir sorun olduğuna inaniyoruz biz fakat kendisi dökmese annebenavukatoldum'u döküyor arkadaş durduramiyoruz.^*
  
  tanım: direnişlerden bir gün, tek başıma gündoğdu'ya gitmeden önce sözlükte ne var ne yok, toplaşmalar bişeler var mı diye araştırmamla tanışıp beraber direndiğimiz yazar.
• (bkz: recep tayyip erdoğan)
• bir lorde şarkısıdır.
  
  all my life, ı've been fighting a war
  ı can't talk to you or your friends
  ıt's not only you
  my heart jumps around when ı'm alluded to
  this will not do
  
  'cause ı was raised up
  to be admired, to be noticed
  but when you're withdrawn
  ıt's the closest thing
  to assault when all eyes are on you
  this will not do
  
  ı'm faking glory
  lick my lips, toss my hair
  and turn the smile on
  and the story's brand new
  but ı can take it from here
  ı'll find my own bravado
  
  ıt's a switch flipped
  ıt's a pill tipped back
  ıt's a moon eclipsed, oh whoa
  and ı can tell you that when the lights come on ı'll be ready for this
  ıt's in your blood stream
  a collision of atoms that happens before your eyes
  ıt's a marathon run
  or a mountain you scale without thinking of size
  
  ı was fighting off every little thing that ı thought was out to get me down
  to trip me up and laugh at me but
  ı've learned not to want the quiet of the room with no-one around to find me out
  ı want the applause, the approval, the things that make me go
  oh whoa
  
  ıt's a switch flipped
  ıt's a pill tipped back
  ıt's a moon eclipsed, ohh
  and ı can tell you that when the lights come on ı'll be ready for this
  ıt's in your blood stream
  a collision of atoms that happens before your eyes
  ıts a marathon run
  or a mountain you scale without thinking of size
  
  ı was frightened of every little thing that ı thought was out to get me down
  to trip me up and laugh at me but
  ı've learned not to want the quiet of the room with no-one around to find me out
  ı want the applause, the approval, the things that make me go
  oh whoa