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- danas
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#451
Breathe -- Pink Floyd
Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to care.
Leave but don't leave me.
Look around and choose your own ground.
Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.
Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.
Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to care.
Leave but don't leave me.
Look around and choose your own ground.
Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.
Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.
- bug
- Posts: 15805
- Joined: 22/12/2002 00:00
- Location: the place 2b
#452
jinx - jutro
plava ili zuta
koje boje ljubav je
plava ili zuta
ljubav je
jutro mi se ruga
avantura pocinje
sreca isto k'o i tuga
srce mi razapinje
plava ili zuta
koje boje ljubav je
plava ili zuta
ljubav je
jutro mi se smije
pa mi bolje krene dan
sreca ista uvijek nije
ljubim te u bojama
plava ili zuta...
plava ili zuta
koje boje ljubav je
plava ili zuta
ljubav je
jutro mi se ruga
avantura pocinje
sreca isto k'o i tuga
srce mi razapinje
plava ili zuta
koje boje ljubav je
plava ili zuta
ljubav je
jutro mi se smije
pa mi bolje krene dan
sreca ista uvijek nije
ljubim te u bojama
plava ili zuta...
- bug
- Posts: 15805
- Joined: 22/12/2002 00:00
- Location: the place 2b
#453
Black milk
You're, Lord, my heater
I'm, Lord, your food
Love you for Good
Love you for the Mother
Eat me
In the space
With it, my heart
Love you for Good
Love you for the Mother
My odd floating
Early or not at all
It, most level
Star-kissed chapel
Love you for Good
Oh I love you for the Mother
All's there to love
Only love
You're, Lord, my heater
I'm, Lord, your food
Love you for Good
Love you for the Mother
Eat me
In the space
With it, my heart
Love you for Good
Love you for the Mother
My odd floating
Early or not at all
It, most level
Star-kissed chapel
Love you for Good
Oh I love you for the Mother
All's there to love
Only love
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guardian
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- Joined: 29/08/2003 00:00
- Location: Neverwhere
#454
-- Thousands Are Sailing -- (The Pogues)
The island it is silent now
But the ghosts still haunt the waves
And the torch lights up a famished man
Who fortune could not save
Did you work upon the railroad
Did you rid the streets of crime
Were your dollars from the white house
Were they from the five and dime
Did the old songs taunt or cheer you
And did they still make you cry
Did you count the months and years
Or did your teardrops quickly dry
Ah, no, says he, 'twas not to be
On a coffin ship I came here
And I never even got so far
That they could change my name
Thousands are sailing
Across the western ocean
To a land of opportunity
That some of them will never see
Fortune prevailing
Across the western ocean
Their bellies full
Their spirits free
They'll break the chains of poverty
And they'll dance
In Manhattan's desert twilight
In the death of afternoon
We stepped hand in hand on Broadway
Like the first man on the moon
And "The Blackbird" broke the silence
As you whistled it so sweet
And in Brendan Behan's footsteps
I danced up and down the street
Then we said goodnight to Broadway
Giving it our best regards
Tipped our hats to Mister Cohan
Dear old Times Square's favorite bard
Then we raised a glass to JFK
And a dozen more besides
When I got back to my empty room
I suppose I must have cried
Thousands are sailing
Again across the ocean
Where the hand of opportunity
Draws tickets in a lottery
Postcards we're mailing
Of sky-blue skies and oceans
From rooms the daylight never sees
Where lights don't glow on Christmas trees
But we dance to the music
And we dance...
Thousands are sailing
Across the western ocean
Where the hand of opportunity
Draws tickets in a lottery
Where e'er we go, we celebrate
The land that makes us refugees
From fear of Priests with empty plates
From guilt and weeping effigies
And we dance...
The island it is silent now
But the ghosts still haunt the waves
And the torch lights up a famished man
Who fortune could not save
Did you work upon the railroad
Did you rid the streets of crime
Were your dollars from the white house
Were they from the five and dime
Did the old songs taunt or cheer you
And did they still make you cry
Did you count the months and years
Or did your teardrops quickly dry
Ah, no, says he, 'twas not to be
On a coffin ship I came here
And I never even got so far
That they could change my name
Thousands are sailing
Across the western ocean
To a land of opportunity
That some of them will never see
Fortune prevailing
Across the western ocean
Their bellies full
Their spirits free
They'll break the chains of poverty
And they'll dance
In Manhattan's desert twilight
In the death of afternoon
We stepped hand in hand on Broadway
Like the first man on the moon
And "The Blackbird" broke the silence
As you whistled it so sweet
And in Brendan Behan's footsteps
I danced up and down the street
Then we said goodnight to Broadway
Giving it our best regards
Tipped our hats to Mister Cohan
Dear old Times Square's favorite bard
Then we raised a glass to JFK
And a dozen more besides
When I got back to my empty room
I suppose I must have cried
Thousands are sailing
Again across the ocean
Where the hand of opportunity
Draws tickets in a lottery
Postcards we're mailing
Of sky-blue skies and oceans
From rooms the daylight never sees
Where lights don't glow on Christmas trees
But we dance to the music
And we dance...
Thousands are sailing
Across the western ocean
Where the hand of opportunity
Draws tickets in a lottery
Where e'er we go, we celebrate
The land that makes us refugees
From fear of Priests with empty plates
From guilt and weeping effigies
And we dance...
- suad-sarajevo
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- Contact:
#455
Ljudi ima li neko text pjesme od Safeta Isovića Na Bembaši na Babića Bašti. Unaprijed zahvalan.
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guardian
- Posts: 439
- Joined: 29/08/2003 00:00
- Location: Neverwhere
#456
-- Dying Slowly -- (Tindersticks)
I've got memories
I keep them away from me
They won't behave
Won't be what I want them to be
I've seen it all and it's all done
I've been with everyone and no one
So many squandered moments
So much wasted time
So busy chasing dreams
I left myself behind
I've seen it all and it's all done
I've been with everyone and no one
So this dying slowly
It seemed better than shooting myself
This dying slowly
It seemed better than shooting myself
These worms, darling
They're nibbling away at me
They go at it when I'm sleeping
Won't let me get to my feet
I've seen it all and it's all done
I've been with everyone and no one
So this dying slowly
It seemed better than shooting myself
This dying slowly
It seemed better than shooting -
If I could find the words to explain this feeling
I would shout them out
If I could find out all this, what's inside me
I would shout it out
So this dying slowly
It seemed better than shooting myself
This dying slowly
It seemed better than shouting it out
I make some coffee
Pull on that new pair of pants
I can't get so far
The feeling just falls away
I've seen it all and it's all done
I've been with everyone and no one
I'm just tired, baby
I just need to lay down
I'm just tired, darling
I just need to lay down
I'm just tired, baby
I just need to lay down
I'm just tired, darling
I just need to lay down
I'm just tired, darling...
I've got memories
I keep them away from me
They won't behave
Won't be what I want them to be
I've seen it all and it's all done
I've been with everyone and no one
So many squandered moments
So much wasted time
So busy chasing dreams
I left myself behind
I've seen it all and it's all done
I've been with everyone and no one
So this dying slowly
It seemed better than shooting myself
This dying slowly
It seemed better than shooting myself
These worms, darling
They're nibbling away at me
They go at it when I'm sleeping
Won't let me get to my feet
I've seen it all and it's all done
I've been with everyone and no one
So this dying slowly
It seemed better than shooting myself
This dying slowly
It seemed better than shooting -
If I could find the words to explain this feeling
I would shout them out
If I could find out all this, what's inside me
I would shout it out
So this dying slowly
It seemed better than shooting myself
This dying slowly
It seemed better than shouting it out
I make some coffee
Pull on that new pair of pants
I can't get so far
The feeling just falls away
I've seen it all and it's all done
I've been with everyone and no one
I'm just tired, baby
I just need to lay down
I'm just tired, darling
I just need to lay down
I'm just tired, baby
I just need to lay down
I'm just tired, darling
I just need to lay down
I'm just tired, darling...
- danas
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- Joined: 11/03/2005 19:40
- Location: 10th circle...
#457
Sarlo Akrobata - Ona se budi
Ona puni osamnaest godina u junu,
ne zna sta da radi kada zavrsi maturski ispit.
Ljudi su vrlo zlobni dok gledaju njene grudi,
ljudi su zlobni dok gledaju njen ten.
Ona se budi!
Celoga zivota necim joj pune glavu.
Lutkice, krpice, suknjice su stvari za devojcice.
Igrati lastis ona nikada nije znala.
Skuvati rucak nikad nije bila njena stvar.
Ona se budi!
Ona nema nikoga da joj kaze:
"Ti si moja!"
Ljudi se cude zar ona moze da misli.
Ljudi se cude, zar ona sme da zna.
Ljudi su vrlo zlobni dok gledaju njene grudi.
Ljudi su zlobni dok gledaju njen ten.
Ona se budi!
Ona nema nikoga da joj kaze:
"Ti si moja!"
"Ti si moja!"
"Ti si moja!"
Ona puni osamnaest godina u junu,
ne zna sta da radi kada zavrsi maturski ispit.
Ljudi su vrlo zlobni dok gledaju njene grudi,
ljudi su zlobni dok gledaju njen ten.
Ona se budi!
Celoga zivota necim joj pune glavu.
Lutkice, krpice, suknjice su stvari za devojcice.
Igrati lastis ona nikada nije znala.
Skuvati rucak nikad nije bila njena stvar.
Ona se budi!
Ona nema nikoga da joj kaze:
"Ti si moja!"
Ljudi se cude zar ona moze da misli.
Ljudi se cude, zar ona sme da zna.
Ljudi su vrlo zlobni dok gledaju njene grudi.
Ljudi su zlobni dok gledaju njen ten.
Ona se budi!
Ona nema nikoga da joj kaze:
"Ti si moja!"
"Ti si moja!"
"Ti si moja!"
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talijan
- Posts: 1081
- Joined: 18/08/2006 19:49
#458
roger waters - nobody home
I've got a little black book with my poems in.
Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in.
When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in.
I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on.
Got those swollen hand blues.
I've got thirteen channels of shit on the T.V. to choose from.
I've got electric light.
And I've got second sight.
I've got amazing powers of observation.
And that is how I know
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you
There will be nobody home.
I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm.
And the inevitable pinhole burns
All down the front of my favorite satin shirt.
I've got nicotine stains on my fingers.
I've got a silver spoon on a chain.
I've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains.
I've got wild staring eyes.
And I've got a strong urge to fly.
But I've got nowhere to fly to.
Ooooh, Babe when I pick up the phone
There's still nobody home.
I've got a pair of Gohills boots
And I've got fading roots.
I've got a little black book with my poems in.
Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in.
When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in.
I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on.
Got those swollen hand blues.
I've got thirteen channels of shit on the T.V. to choose from.
I've got electric light.
And I've got second sight.
I've got amazing powers of observation.
And that is how I know
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you
There will be nobody home.
I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm.
And the inevitable pinhole burns
All down the front of my favorite satin shirt.
I've got nicotine stains on my fingers.
I've got a silver spoon on a chain.
I've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains.
I've got wild staring eyes.
And I've got a strong urge to fly.
But I've got nowhere to fly to.
Ooooh, Babe when I pick up the phone
There's still nobody home.
I've got a pair of Gohills boots
And I've got fading roots.
- danas
- Posts: 18796
- Joined: 11/03/2005 19:40
- Location: 10th circle...
#459
Smashing Pumpkins - Tonight, Tonight
Time is never time at all
You can never ever leave without leaving a piece of you
And our lives are forever changed
We will never be the same
The more you change the less you feel
Believe, believe in me, believe
That life can change, that you're not stuck in vain
We're not the same, we're different tonight
Tonight, so bright
Tonight
And you know you're never sure
But your sure you could be right
If you held yourself up to the light
And the embers never fade in your city by the lake
The place where you were born
Believe, believe in me, believe
In the resolute urgency of now
And if you believe there's not a chance tonight
Tonight, so bright
Tonight
We'll crucify the insincere tonight
We'll make things right, we'll feel it all tonight
We'll find a way to offer up the night tonight
The indescribable moments of your life tonight
The impossible is possible tonight
Believe in me as I believe in you
Tonight
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EsZYqaSc4cU
Time is never time at all
You can never ever leave without leaving a piece of you
And our lives are forever changed
We will never be the same
The more you change the less you feel
Believe, believe in me, believe
That life can change, that you're not stuck in vain
We're not the same, we're different tonight
Tonight, so bright
Tonight
And you know you're never sure
But your sure you could be right
If you held yourself up to the light
And the embers never fade in your city by the lake
The place where you were born
Believe, believe in me, believe
In the resolute urgency of now
And if you believe there's not a chance tonight
Tonight, so bright
Tonight
We'll crucify the insincere tonight
We'll make things right, we'll feel it all tonight
We'll find a way to offer up the night tonight
The indescribable moments of your life tonight
The impossible is possible tonight
Believe in me as I believe in you
Tonight
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EsZYqaSc4cU
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guardian
- Posts: 439
- Joined: 29/08/2003 00:00
- Location: Neverwhere
#460
-- The Everlasting -- (Manic Street Preachers)
The gap that grows between our lives
The gap our parents never had
Stop those thoughts control your mind
Replace the things that you despise
Oh you're old I hear you say
It doesn't mean that I don't care
I don't believe in it anymore
Pathetic acts for a worthless cause
In the beginning when we were winning
When our smiles were genuine
In the beginning when we were winning
When our smiles were genuine
But now unforgiven the everlasting
Everlasting
The world is full of refugees
They're just like you and just like me
But as people we have a choice
To end the void with all its force
So don't forget or don't pretend
Its all the same now in the end
It was set in a different life
Destroys my days and haunts my nights?
In the beginning when we were winning
When our smiles were genuine
In the beginning when we were winning
When our smiles were genuine
But now unforgiving the everlasting
Everlasting
Now unforgiving, the everlasting
Everlasting
The gap that grows between our lives
The gap our parents never had
Stop those thoughts control your mind
Replace the things that you despise
Oh you're old I hear you say
It doesn't mean that I don't care
I don't believe in it anymore
Pathetic acts for a worthless cause
In the beginning when we were winning
When our smiles were genuine
In the beginning when we were winning
When our smiles were genuine
But now unforgiven the everlasting
Everlasting
The world is full of refugees
They're just like you and just like me
But as people we have a choice
To end the void with all its force
So don't forget or don't pretend
Its all the same now in the end
It was set in a different life
Destroys my days and haunts my nights?
In the beginning when we were winning
When our smiles were genuine
In the beginning when we were winning
When our smiles were genuine
But now unforgiving the everlasting
Everlasting
Now unforgiving, the everlasting
Everlasting
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talijan
- Posts: 1081
- Joined: 18/08/2006 19:49
#461
djordje balasevic - o kako tuznih ljubavi ima
Profesor Lukic sa cetvrtog sprata,
je ziveo prilicno sam.
A decu je ucio ljubavne pesme,
sonete i sta ti ja znam.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
bas nesto razmisljam:
njegova zena, Lukic Milena,
s drugim je otisla.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
ovaj svet je ispunjen njima,
sve vise sumnjam da neko
sretno i voli jos.
A gospodja Ruza je radila goblen
i subotom igrala tac.
Od muza joj ostalo par zutih slika,
oficirska kapa i mac.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
bas nesto razmisljam:
porucnik Bata, iz prvog rata,
nije se vratio.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
ovaj svet je ispunjen njima,
sve vise sumnjam da neko
sretno i voli jos.
Pisu romane, pesme, novele,
o tome kako ljubav uvek nadje put.
Znam neke sive, tuzne hotele
i neke prazne sobe gde je uvek onaj strasni mir.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
bas nesto razmisljam.
Dal' je i nasa tu medju njima,
brinem se ponekad.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
ovaj svet je ispunjen njima,
sve vise sumnjam da neko
sretno i voli jos.
Andjelija Prokic je cekala princa
i njegovu carobnu moc,
da joj otplati kredit,
da joj napravi klinca,
da je voli do kasno u noc.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
bas nesto razmisljam:
njen suprug Bane, noci i dane,
nije se treznio.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
ovaj svet je ispunjen njima,
sve vise sumnjam da neko
sretno i voli jos.
A kad se jednom, u dva i deset,
vratio kuci zeljan ljubavi i sna,
nasao pismo, pao u nesvest,
zena mu s Lukicem iz prve strofe pobegla u noc.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
bas nesto razmisljam.
Dal' je i nasa tu medju njima
brinem se ponekad.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
ovaj svet je ispunjen njima,
sve vise sumnjam da neko
sretno i voli jos.
Profesor Lukic sa cetvrtog sprata,
je ziveo prilicno sam.
A decu je ucio ljubavne pesme,
sonete i sta ti ja znam.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
bas nesto razmisljam:
njegova zena, Lukic Milena,
s drugim je otisla.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
ovaj svet je ispunjen njima,
sve vise sumnjam da neko
sretno i voli jos.
A gospodja Ruza je radila goblen
i subotom igrala tac.
Od muza joj ostalo par zutih slika,
oficirska kapa i mac.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
bas nesto razmisljam:
porucnik Bata, iz prvog rata,
nije se vratio.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
ovaj svet je ispunjen njima,
sve vise sumnjam da neko
sretno i voli jos.
Pisu romane, pesme, novele,
o tome kako ljubav uvek nadje put.
Znam neke sive, tuzne hotele
i neke prazne sobe gde je uvek onaj strasni mir.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
bas nesto razmisljam.
Dal' je i nasa tu medju njima,
brinem se ponekad.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
ovaj svet je ispunjen njima,
sve vise sumnjam da neko
sretno i voli jos.
Andjelija Prokic je cekala princa
i njegovu carobnu moc,
da joj otplati kredit,
da joj napravi klinca,
da je voli do kasno u noc.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
bas nesto razmisljam:
njen suprug Bane, noci i dane,
nije se treznio.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
ovaj svet je ispunjen njima,
sve vise sumnjam da neko
sretno i voli jos.
A kad se jednom, u dva i deset,
vratio kuci zeljan ljubavi i sna,
nasao pismo, pao u nesvest,
zena mu s Lukicem iz prve strofe pobegla u noc.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
bas nesto razmisljam.
Dal' je i nasa tu medju njima
brinem se ponekad.
O kako tuznih ljubavi ima,
ovaj svet je ispunjen njima,
sve vise sumnjam da neko
sretno i voli jos.
- danas
- Posts: 18796
- Joined: 11/03/2005 19:40
- Location: 10th circle...
#462
DADDY DON'T LIVE IN THAT NEW YORK CITY NO MORE -- STEELY DAN
Daddy don't live in that New York City
No more
He don't celebrate Sunday on a Saturday night
No more
Daddy don't need no lock and key
For the piece he stowed
Out on Avenue D
Daddy don't live in that New York City
No more
Daddy don't drive in that Eldorado
No more
He don't travel on down to the neighborhood
Liquor store
Lucy still loves her coke and rum
But she sits alone
'Cause her daddy can't come
Daddy don't drive in that Eldorado
No more
Driving like a fool out to Hackensack
Drinking his dinner from a paper sack
He says I gotta see a joker
And I'll be right back
Daddy don't live in that New York City
No more
He can't get tight every night
Pass out on the barroom floor
Daddy can't get no fine cigar
But we know you're smoking
Wherever you are
Daddy don't live in that New York City
No more
Daddy don't live in that New York City
No more
He don't celebrate Sunday on a Saturday night
No more
Daddy don't need no lock and key
For the piece he stowed
Out on Avenue D
Daddy don't live in that New York City
No more
Daddy don't drive in that Eldorado
No more
He don't travel on down to the neighborhood
Liquor store
Lucy still loves her coke and rum
But she sits alone
'Cause her daddy can't come
Daddy don't drive in that Eldorado
No more
Driving like a fool out to Hackensack
Drinking his dinner from a paper sack
He says I gotta see a joker
And I'll be right back
Daddy don't live in that New York City
No more
He can't get tight every night
Pass out on the barroom floor
Daddy can't get no fine cigar
But we know you're smoking
Wherever you are
Daddy don't live in that New York City
No more
-
guardian
- Posts: 439
- Joined: 29/08/2003 00:00
- Location: Neverwhere
#463
-- '60-'65 -- (Haustor)
Zelio bih kupit kucu u Bosutskoj 27a, 2 i 7
Proljece kad stigne 23. ozujak, travanj
Stolicu iznesem na verandu
Drvenu u tamnom laku, s naslonom i udubljenjem
Kakva se jos uvijek nadje u uredima, opcinama
Proljece kad stigne 23. ozujak, travanj
Stolicu iznesem na verandu
Zelio bih kupit kucu u Bosutskoj 27a, 2 i 7
Proljece kad stigne 23. ozujak, travanj
Stolicu iznesem na verandu
Drvenu u tamnom laku, s naslonom i udubljenjem
Kakva se jos uvijek nadje u uredima, opcinama
Proljece kad stigne 23. ozujak, travanj
Stolicu iznesem na verandu
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guardian
- Posts: 439
- Joined: 29/08/2003 00:00
- Location: Neverwhere
#464
-- Skriven iza laznih imena -- (Haustor)
Brodovi u prasnjavoj luci
Crnoj od znoja robova
Spustili su jedra.
Bose zene na glavama nose
Tajni teret metaka
U korpama sa paprom.
Skriven iza laznih imena
Gledam kako prolaze
Oci su im sjajne, daju mi znak.
Crni djecak s puskom u ruci
Vodi me do logora
Zene ciste ribu, uskoro ce mrak.
U vrtu je sjekira
Na krovovima dimnjaci
Zima zaobilazi moj dio grada.
Pred kolibama gasi se vatra
Zuti bubanj zamire
Ostali smo sami.
Njena koza slana i zlatna
Kao jutro mirise
Slusam kako dise, cujem joj sne.
Cujem i zoru sa rafalima garde
I duge susne godine
I zelen miris kise.
Brodovi u prasnjavoj luci
Crnoj od znoja robova
Spustili su jedra.
Bose zene na glavama nose
Tajni teret metaka
U korpama sa paprom.
Skriven iza laznih imena
Gledam kako prolaze
Oci su im sjajne, daju mi znak.
Crni djecak s puskom u ruci
Vodi me do logora
Zene ciste ribu, uskoro ce mrak.
U vrtu je sjekira
Na krovovima dimnjaci
Zima zaobilazi moj dio grada.
Pred kolibama gasi se vatra
Zuti bubanj zamire
Ostali smo sami.
Njena koza slana i zlatna
Kao jutro mirise
Slusam kako dise, cujem joj sne.
Cujem i zoru sa rafalima garde
I duge susne godine
I zelen miris kise.
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talijan
- Posts: 1081
- Joined: 18/08/2006 19:49
#465
e. y. harburg - somewhere over the rainbow
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high,
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I?
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high,
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I?
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sumiko
- Posts: 137
- Joined: 20/03/2007 12:50
- Location: sarajevo
#466
World In My Eyes, DM
Let me take you on a trip
Around the world and back
And you won't have to move
You just sit still
Now let your mind do the walking
And let my body do the talking
Let me show you the world in my eyes
I'll take you to the highest mountain
To the depths of the deepest sea
And we won't need a map
Believe me
Now let my body do the moving
And let my hands do the soothing
Let me show you the world in my eyes
That's all there is
Nothing more than you can feel now
That's all there is
Let me put you on a ship
On a long, long trip
Your lips close to my lips
All the islands in the ocean
All the heaven's in motion
Let me show you the world in my eyes
That's all there is
Nothing more than you can touch now
That's all there is
Let me take you on a trip
Around the world and back
And you won't have to move
You just sit still
Now let your mind do the walking
And let my body do the talking
Let me show you the world in my eyes
I'll take you to the highest mountain
To the depths of the deepest sea
And we won't need a map
Believe me
Now let my body do the moving
And let my hands do the soothing
Let me show you the world in my eyes
That's all there is
Nothing more than you can feel now
That's all there is
Let me put you on a ship
On a long, long trip
Your lips close to my lips
All the islands in the ocean
All the heaven's in motion
Let me show you the world in my eyes
That's all there is
Nothing more than you can touch now
That's all there is
- danas
- Posts: 18796
- Joined: 11/03/2005 19:40
- Location: 10th circle...
#467
Fikreta
Između mene i dna
Još samo ti stojiš
Fikreta
Možda bi trebalo
Da se skloniš otuda
I da počneš iz početka
Da ne pereš više
Tuđa stubišta
Zbog mojih lutanja, kafana i tombola
Ti znaš da lažem
I da se promijenit' neću nikada
Život je jedan
Živi ga Fikreta
Aaa.. u lošoj formi sam
Aaa.. u lošoj formi sam
I zato ne želim
Da budeš tu kraj mene... prošetaj
Nekada davno si voljela čovjeka
Taj čovjek to već dugo nisam ja
Već dugo u lošoj formi sam
Uzalud me ispravljaš
Aaa.. u lošoj formi sam
Aaa.. u lošoj formi sam
I zato ne želim
Da budeš tu kraj mene... prošetaj
Fikreta mi trešnje iznjela
A ja se sjetih nekog filma o pticama
Kada je ptici u lošoj formi drug
Tada ni ona ne leti na jug
Aaa.. u lošoj formi sam
Aaa.. u lošoj formi sam
I zato ne želim
Da budeš tu kraj mene... prošetaj
Između mene i dna
Još samo ti stojiš
Fikreta
Možda bi trebalo
Da se skloniš otuda
I da počneš iz početka
Da ne pereš više
Tuđa stubišta
Zbog mojih lutanja, kafana i tombola
Ti znaš da lažem
I da se promijenit' neću nikada
Život je jedan
Živi ga Fikreta
Aaa.. u lošoj formi sam
Aaa.. u lošoj formi sam
I zato ne želim
Da budeš tu kraj mene... prošetaj
Nekada davno si voljela čovjeka
Taj čovjek to već dugo nisam ja
Već dugo u lošoj formi sam
Uzalud me ispravljaš
Aaa.. u lošoj formi sam
Aaa.. u lošoj formi sam
I zato ne želim
Da budeš tu kraj mene... prošetaj
Fikreta mi trešnje iznjela
A ja se sjetih nekog filma o pticama
Kada je ptici u lošoj formi drug
Tada ni ona ne leti na jug
Aaa.. u lošoj formi sam
Aaa.. u lošoj formi sam
I zato ne želim
Da budeš tu kraj mene... prošetaj
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guardian
- Posts: 439
- Joined: 29/08/2003 00:00
- Location: Neverwhere
#468
-- Pure Morning -- (Placebo)
A friend in need is friend indeed
A friend with weed is better
A friend with breasts and all the rest
A friend who's dressed in leather
A friend in need is friend indeed
A friend who'll tease is better
Our thoughts compressed
Which makes us blessed
And makes for stormy weather
A friend in need is friend indeed
My Japanese is better
And when she's pressed she will undress
And then she's boxing clever
A friend in need is friend indeed
A friend who bleeds is better
My friend confessed she passed the test
And we will never sever
Day's dawning, skin's crawling
Pure morning
A friend in need is friend indeed
A friend with weed is better
A friend with breasts and all the rest
A friend who's dressed in leather
A friend in need is friend indeed
A friend who'll tease is better
Our thoughts compressed
Which makes us blessed
And makes for stormy weather
A friend in need is friend indeed
My Japanese is better
And when she's pressed she will undress
And then she's boxing clever
A friend in need is friend indeed
A friend who bleeds is better
My friend confessed she passed the test
And we will never sever
Day's dawning, skin's crawling
Pure morning
- lady midnight
- Posts: 2624
- Joined: 24/04/2007 16:06
- Location: iznad oblaka
#469
Dead Kennedys, Anarchy for Sale
Step right up folks
Anarchy for sale!
T-shirts only 10 dollars
Badges only 3.50
I nicked the design, never asked the band
I never listen to them either
Buy Buy Buy from Circle A
Like hula hoops, it's a disposable craze
Another fast-food fad to throw away
Get your Anarchy For Sale
Anarchy For Sale
Anarchy For Sale
Step right up folks
Anarchy for sale!
T-shirts only 10 dollars
Badges only 3.50
I nicked the design, never asked the band
I never listen to them either
Buy Buy Buy from Circle A
Like hula hoops, it's a disposable craze
Another fast-food fad to throw away
Get your Anarchy For Sale
Anarchy For Sale
Anarchy For Sale
- lady midnight
- Posts: 2624
- Joined: 24/04/2007 16:06
- Location: iznad oblaka
#470
Dead Kennedys, Your Emotions
Your mommy told you this
And your daddy told you that
Always think like this
And never do that
You learned so many feelings
But what is there to that
Which are really yours
Or are you just a copycat
Your school told you this
And your church told you that
Memorize this
And don't you dare look at that
...
Just a tape recorder
Mimicking of the bores
You're so boring boring boring
Always tape machine recording
You're so boring boring boring
I've heard all this before
Planless and mindless
Scraps from anywhere
Bunch of used parts
From garbage pails everywhere
Frankenstein became a monster
Just like you
Your scars only show
When someone talks to you
You're so boring boring boring
Always tape machine recording
You're so boring boring boring
I've heard all this before
I've heard all this before
I've heard all this before
Your emotions make you a monster
Your emotions make you a monster
Your emotions make you a monster
Your emotions make you a monster
Your mommy told you this
And your daddy told you that
Always think like this
And never do that
You learned so many feelings
But what is there to that
Which are really yours
Or are you just a copycat
Your school told you this
And your church told you that
Memorize this
And don't you dare look at that
...
Just a tape recorder
Mimicking of the bores
You're so boring boring boring
Always tape machine recording
You're so boring boring boring
I've heard all this before
Planless and mindless
Scraps from anywhere
Bunch of used parts
From garbage pails everywhere
Frankenstein became a monster
Just like you
Your scars only show
When someone talks to you
You're so boring boring boring
Always tape machine recording
You're so boring boring boring
I've heard all this before
I've heard all this before
I've heard all this before
Your emotions make you a monster
Your emotions make you a monster
Your emotions make you a monster
Your emotions make you a monster
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guardian
- Posts: 439
- Joined: 29/08/2003 00:00
- Location: Neverwhere
#471
-- All We Ever Wanted Was Everything -- (Bauhaus)
All we ever wanted was everything
All we ever got was cold
Get up, eat jelly
Sandwich bars, and barbed wire
Squash every week into a day
The sound of drums is calling
The sound of the drum has called
Flash of youth shoot out of darkness
Factorytown
Oh to be the cream
All we ever wanted was everything
All we ever got was cold
Get up, eat jelly
Sandwich bars, and barbed wire
Squash every week into a day
The sound of drums is calling
The sound of the drum has called
Flash of youth shoot out of darkness
Factorytown
Oh to be the cream
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guardian
- Posts: 439
- Joined: 29/08/2003 00:00
- Location: Neverwhere
#472
-- American Dreaming -- (Dead Can Dance)
I need my conscience to keep watch over me
To protect me from myself
So I can wear honesty like a crown on my head
When I walk into the promised land
We've been too long American dreaming
And I think we've all lost the way
Forlorn somnambulistic maniacal in the dark
I'm in love with an American girl
Though she's my best friend
I love her surreptitious smile
That hides the feelings within her
On the lea the rising wind blows
On the lea the rising wind blows
How long, how long?
Here alone on the grounds of allegiances we've left behind
Turned back by the foot of the doorway
Never lost and found
We've been too long American dreaming
I think we've all lost the heart
Forlorn somnambulistic maniacal in the dark
On the lea the rising wind blows
On the lea the rising wind blows
How long, how long?
---
forlorn somnambulistic
I need my conscience to keep watch over me
To protect me from myself
So I can wear honesty like a crown on my head
When I walk into the promised land
We've been too long American dreaming
And I think we've all lost the way
Forlorn somnambulistic maniacal in the dark
I'm in love with an American girl
Though she's my best friend
I love her surreptitious smile
That hides the feelings within her
On the lea the rising wind blows
On the lea the rising wind blows
How long, how long?
Here alone on the grounds of allegiances we've left behind
Turned back by the foot of the doorway
Never lost and found
We've been too long American dreaming
I think we've all lost the heart
Forlorn somnambulistic maniacal in the dark
On the lea the rising wind blows
On the lea the rising wind blows
How long, how long?
---
forlorn somnambulistic
- lady midnight
- Posts: 2624
- Joined: 24/04/2007 16:06
- Location: iznad oblaka
#473
jesam li se iskupila za onu knjizhicu o bocvaniInfraRedRidinghood wrote:DIREKTORICE!lady midnight wrote:Dead Kennedys, Your Emotions
Your mommy told you this
And your daddy told you that
Always think like this
And never do that
You learned so many feelings
But what is there to that
Which are really yours
Or are you just a copycat
Your school told you this
And your church told you that
Memorize this
And don't you dare look at that
...
Just a tape recorder
Mimicking of the bores
You're so boring boring boring
Always tape machine recording
You're so boring boring boring
I've heard all this before
Planless and mindless
Scraps from anywhere
Bunch of used parts
From garbage pails everywhere
Frankenstein became a monster
Just like you
Your scars only show
When someone talks to you
You're so boring boring boring
Always tape machine recording
You're so boring boring boring
I've heard all this before
I've heard all this before
I've heard all this before
Your emotions make you a monster
Your emotions make you a monster
Your emotions make you a monster
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- lady midnight
- Posts: 2624
- Joined: 24/04/2007 16:06
- Location: iznad oblaka
#474
Leonard Cohen, Story of Isaac
The door it opened slowly,
my father he came in,
I was nine years old.
And he stood so tall above me,
his blue eyes they were shining
and his voice was very cold.
He said, I've had a vision
and you know I'm strong and holy,
I must do what I've been told.
So he started up the mountain,
I was running, he was walking,
and his axe was made of gold.
Well, the trees they got much smaller,
the lake a lady's mirror,
we stopped to drink some wine.
Then he threw the bottle over.
Broke a minute later
and he put his hand on mine.
Thought I saw an eagle
but it might have been a vulture,
I never could decide.
Then my father built an altar,
he looked once behind his shoulder,
he knew I would not hide.
You who build these altars now
to sacrifice these children,
you must not do it anymore.
A scheme is not a vision
and you never have been tempted
by a demon or a god.
You who stand above them now,
your hatchets blunt and bloody,
you were not there before,
when I lay upon a mountain
and my father's hand was trembling
with the beauty of the word.
And if you call me brother now,
forgive me if I inquire,
Just according to whose plan?
When it all comes down to dust
I will kill you if I must,
I will help you if I can.
When it all comes down to dust
I will help you if I must,
I will kill you if I can.
And mercy on our uniform,
man of peace or man of war,
the peacock spreads his fan.
The door it opened slowly,
my father he came in,
I was nine years old.
And he stood so tall above me,
his blue eyes they were shining
and his voice was very cold.
He said, I've had a vision
and you know I'm strong and holy,
I must do what I've been told.
So he started up the mountain,
I was running, he was walking,
and his axe was made of gold.
Well, the trees they got much smaller,
the lake a lady's mirror,
we stopped to drink some wine.
Then he threw the bottle over.
Broke a minute later
and he put his hand on mine.
Thought I saw an eagle
but it might have been a vulture,
I never could decide.
Then my father built an altar,
he looked once behind his shoulder,
he knew I would not hide.
You who build these altars now
to sacrifice these children,
you must not do it anymore.
A scheme is not a vision
and you never have been tempted
by a demon or a god.
You who stand above them now,
your hatchets blunt and bloody,
you were not there before,
when I lay upon a mountain
and my father's hand was trembling
with the beauty of the word.
And if you call me brother now,
forgive me if I inquire,
Just according to whose plan?
When it all comes down to dust
I will kill you if I must,
I will help you if I can.
When it all comes down to dust
I will help you if I must,
I will kill you if I can.
And mercy on our uniform,
man of peace or man of war,
the peacock spreads his fan.
- lady midnight
- Posts: 2624
- Joined: 24/04/2007 16:06
- Location: iznad oblaka
#475
uff, sad mi je puno laksheInfraRedRidinghood wrote:Jesi, za ovo opraštam i višestruko čedomorstvo![]()
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evo, pristavila sam i cohena, ne mogu ja bez njega, pa sve da sam snob na dvadesetu
