this is

• cable guy soundtrackinden, trip hop türünün vitrin mankeni sayılabilecek güzellikte bir ruby çalışması.
  
  the world begs to meet you
  the world knows it needs you
  i should have seen this coming
  this piece of me that's humming
  colors of my house are red and wound and sweat and hollow
  
  this is
  such an opportunity for me
  
  and the world wants to feed you
  it's on your side
  i'd jump just to please you
  and that is why
  i should have seen this coming
  this piece of me that's humming
  colors of my house are grip and grin and sweat and wallow
  
  this is
  such an opportunity for me
  
  and a man wants to meet you
  he's on your side
  he knows how to feed you
  and so he tries
  a cold slap to the head
  from the one who wants to steal my bread
  and the box inside me hums
  for the one who wants to feed my love
  
  and the box is humming soft and low
  so definite the echo
  
  now it feels so low
  now it feels so low
  now you feel so low
  now you feel so low
  
  this is
  such an opportunity for me
• ingilizceden türkçeye gösterme kelimesi bu olarak çevrilebilecek bir kelime.
  mesela türkçe de bu bir elmadır der iken, ingilizce de this is an apple şeklinde cümle içinde kullanılır.
  
  ancak ingilizce de this is kelimesinin gıcık bir kullanım yeri var, hemen onu da açıklayalım.
  telefon ile arandığınız zaman türkçe olarak "ben antisol" diyerek kendinizi telefonda karşı tarafa tanıtırken, ingilizce olarak "i am antisol" diyerek değil "this is antisol" diyerek telefonda kendinizi karşı tarafa tanıtırsınız.
• aslan'a ait "this is"'in sarki sozleri aha da soyle bir seydir:
  
  these are the hands of a tired man
  this is the old man's shroud
  these are the eyes of the blood crazed tiger
  staring at the maddening crowd
  this is the face of a teenage mother
  this is the child she bears
  this is the soul of her broken lover
  searching for the smiles they shared
  these are the feet of the punished pilgrim
  and in his book of punished love
  you see his eyes
  you see no surprise...
  waiting for a lie that's true
  
  everybody hits you with this feeling
  nobody seems to understand
  yeah you stop, you look...
  you're searching for the meaning
  wasting your life away
  
  these are the dreams of a sleeping father
  and in his long lost days
  he sees a child...
  he sees his eyes...
  waiting for the price he's paid
  these are the tears of a fallen idol
  and in his smile of shattered love
  you see his eyes...
  you see no surprise...
  you just see lights then realise
  
  everybody hits you with this feeling
  nobody seems to understand
  yeah you stop, you look...
  you're searching for the meaning
  wasting your life away
  
  oh here with you (everybody hits you)
  there's no one here like you (everybody knocks you down)
  and no one moves but you (everybody hits you)
  nobody touches like you (everybody knocks you down)
  you... (everybody knocks you down)
  and nobody moves like you
  but everybody hits you
  everybody knocks you down....
  
  these are the feet of a punished pilgrim
  and to this book he prays
  you see his eyes
  you see no surprise
  you just see lights then realise
  
  (everybody hits you)
  (everybody knocks you down)
  everybody hits you
  and everybody knocks you down
  
  (everybody hits you)
  (everybody knocks you down)
  and everybody hits you
  and everybody knocks you down
  
  (everybody hits you)
  (everybody knocks you down)
  everybody hits you
  and everybody knocks you down
  
  (everybody hits you)
  (everybody knocks you down)
  and everybody hits you
  and everybody knocks you down
  
  (everybody hits you) with this feeling
  (everybody knocks you down) you stop, you look you're searching
  you stop you look, you stop you look you're searching
  everybody hits you (your searching)
  for a meaning
  you stop, you look you're searching
  and everybody hits you
  and everybody knocks you down
  
  everybody hits you
  everybody knocks you