2 Ocak 2012 Pazartesi

"your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s"

Bu gidişle, blogun geleneksel yeni yazısı halini alacak ama olsun...Nostalji güzeldir.. Benim için bu şarkının nostaljisi daha da güzeldir...

Okumayan, dinlemeyenler, unutanlar için bilmemkaçıncı kez Baz Hurman ve Sunscreen...

ladies and gentlemen of the class of ’97wear sunscreen

if i could offer you only one tip for the future,

sunscreen would be it.

the long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists,

whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience

i will dispense this advice now.

enjoy the power and beauty of your youth, oh nevermind,

you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded.

but trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself

and recall in a way you can’t grasp now, how much possibility lay before you

and how fabulous you really looked,

you are not as fat as you imagine.

don’t worry about the future, or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.

the real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle tuesday.

do one thing everyday that scares you


don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts,

don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.


don’t waste your time on jealousy, sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind,

the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.

remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults,

if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.


don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life,

the most interesting people i know didn’t know at 22

what they wanted to do with their lives,

some of the most interesting 40 year olds i know still don’t.

get plenty of calcium.

be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t,

maybe you’ll divorce at 40,

maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary

what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either

your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.

enjoy your body, use it every way you can, don’t be afraid of it,

or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own

dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

do not read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

brother and sister together we'll make it through

someday a spirit will take you and guide you there

i know you've been hurtin, but i've been waitin' to be there for you

and i'll be there just helping you out whenever i can

get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.

be nice to your siblings, they are the best link to your past

and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on.

work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get,

the more you need the people you knew when you were young.

live in new york city once, but leave before it makes you hard,

live in northern california once, but leave before it makes you soft.


accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander,

you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young

prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

respect your elders.

don’t expect anyone else to support you. maybe you have a trust fund,

maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.

don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.

be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it.

advice is a form of nostalgia,

dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off,

painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

but trust me on the sunscreen

ps. Şarkının linkini sözlükte gördüm ama youtube'a erişimimim bulunduğum yerde yasak olduğu için, linki tıklayamadan kopyaladım. Sırf siz youtube'da şarkıyı aratmayın diye yaptık böyle bir copy paste'çilik, bu nedenle linkten çıkacak başka şeylerin mesulü olmadığımı belirtmek isterim:)

2 yorum:

kusburnu dedi ki...

linki ben sana gönderdiydim ama heralde geç kalmışım ki başka link koymuşsun.. ve tekrar ediyorum.. şarkı mı bu be???

malumafatrus dedi ki...

melodisi olan kafiyeli düz yazı desek, olur mu?