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- danas
- Posts: 18796
- Joined: 11/03/2005 19:40
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#501
KUD Idijoti - (Glupost je neuništiva, 1992) - Glupost je neunistiva
Bilo je, zauvijek prošlo
I hoćemo, trudimo nanovo sve
Niko se ne želi sjećati
Kako je sve izgledalo ranije
Glupost je neuništiva, neuništiva, neuništiva ...
Danas je vrijeme ovakvo
A sutra će biti drugaćije
A mi smo ljudi bez muda
I baš me zato ništa ne iznenađuje
Glupost je neuništiva, neuništiva, neuništiva ...
Ostale su samo sjene
Glupost je ipak pobijedila
Ostali su neki junaci
Sreća i sloboda u lancima
Glupost je neuništiva, neuništiva, neuništiva ...
Glupost je neuništiva, neuništiva, neuništiva ...
- lady midnight
- Posts: 2624
- Joined: 24/04/2007 16:06
- Location: iznad oblaka
#502
Chumbawamba, Somebody Else
For someone to drop that bomb
Somebody else must do research for to enable the design of such deadly bombs
Somebody else must invest in manufacturing all those dirty fucking stinking bombs
Somebody else must obey without question the instructions to construct that dirty bomb
Somebody else must transport it, take the bomb from, from the factory to the market place
Somebody else must engender filthy attitudes which make making bombs acceptable
Somebody else must go to work to, to pay income tax so that governments can afford to buy bombs
Somebody else, could it be you, think about what you do and for who
Somebody else, could it be you, think about what you do and to whom
Give and take, give up your job, take some time today
Because the world needs you
For someone to drop that bomb
Somebody else must do research for to enable the design of such deadly bombs
Somebody else must invest in manufacturing all those dirty fucking stinking bombs
Somebody else must obey without question the instructions to construct that dirty bomb
Somebody else must transport it, take the bomb from, from the factory to the market place
Somebody else must engender filthy attitudes which make making bombs acceptable
Somebody else must go to work to, to pay income tax so that governments can afford to buy bombs
Somebody else, could it be you, think about what you do and for who
Somebody else, could it be you, think about what you do and to whom
Give and take, give up your job, take some time today
Because the world needs you
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Sogan
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- Joined: 29/10/2006 02:46
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#503
Ja se ispricavam ali moram ze'ru razbiti stigmu ozbiljnosti na ovoj temi
a toplo preporucujem da poslusate i glazbu koja krasi ove stihove
Hladno Pivo
Sarma
Od sve mi hrane najdraza sarma
sva ostala klopa joj nije do boka
mijesano meso smota se lijepo
u listove zelja, da vidis veselja
Sarma je prava poslije par dana
kad ugledas krutu mast na vrhu
curi niz bradu juhica fina
odbacis pribor, zderes k'o svinja
Po cijeli dan zena me grdi
da samo jedem, spavam i prdim
za one stvari tako joj drage
ja vise nemam volje ni snage
Meni se, iskreno, vise ne da
znojiti na njoj dok ona drijema
i bas me briga sto kuja melje
cim ona ode ja vadim zelje
Sarma, nesto kao
sarma, jelo pravo
sarma, nesto kao
sarma
Po cijeli dan zena me grdi
da samo jedem, spavam i prdim
za one stvari tako joj drage
ja vise nemam volje ni snage
Meni se, iskreno, vise ne da
znojiti na njoj dok ona drijema
i bas me briga sto kuja melje
cim ona ode ja vadim zelje
Sarma, nesto kao
sarma, jelo pravo
sarma, nesto kao
sarma
Sogan
Hladno Pivo
Sarma
Od sve mi hrane najdraza sarma
sva ostala klopa joj nije do boka
mijesano meso smota se lijepo
u listove zelja, da vidis veselja
Sarma je prava poslije par dana
kad ugledas krutu mast na vrhu
curi niz bradu juhica fina
odbacis pribor, zderes k'o svinja
Po cijeli dan zena me grdi
da samo jedem, spavam i prdim
za one stvari tako joj drage
ja vise nemam volje ni snage
Meni se, iskreno, vise ne da
znojiti na njoj dok ona drijema
i bas me briga sto kuja melje
cim ona ode ja vadim zelje
Sarma, nesto kao
sarma, jelo pravo
sarma, nesto kao
sarma
Po cijeli dan zena me grdi
da samo jedem, spavam i prdim
za one stvari tako joj drage
ja vise nemam volje ni snage
Meni se, iskreno, vise ne da
znojiti na njoj dok ona drijema
i bas me briga sto kuja melje
cim ona ode ja vadim zelje
Sarma, nesto kao
sarma, jelo pravo
sarma, nesto kao
sarma
Sogan
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guardian
- Posts: 439
- Joined: 29/08/2003 00:00
- Location: Neverwhere
#504
Haj' da se nadovezem na distraksn-efendiju
:
Elvis J Kurtović - Onaj sa ekrana
Naslonila se na mog
Luksuznog Tristaca
Svirali smo negdje
U okolini Bihaca
Imala je dugu kosu
Bila pravi roker
Sjela je kraj mene
I posli smo u hotel
Bila je plava
Njezna, tople puti
Pricala je dvjesta
Rijeci u minuti
Gnusala se seksa
Alkohola, droga
Gledala je u mene
Kao u nekog boga
Hej, ba, ti si onaj sa ekrana
Hej, ba, ti si onaj sa ekrana
Pristala je ipak
Popit’ casu vina
Pitala me sto
Ne odgovaram na pisma
Skupljala je sve
Isjecke o meni
Pitala je hocu l’
Skoro da se zenim
Vec se bila zagrijala
Za tu nasu vezu
Al’ joj ne bi drago
Kad izvadih protezu
Ispod sjajne kose
Pojavi se cela
Kad odsarafih nogu
Vise nije gledat’ smjela
Hej, ba, ti si onaj sa ekrana
Hej, ba, ti si onaj sa ekrana
Hej, ba, ti si onaj sa ekrana
Elvis J Kurtović - Onaj sa ekrana
Naslonila se na mog
Luksuznog Tristaca
Svirali smo negdje
U okolini Bihaca
Imala je dugu kosu
Bila pravi roker
Sjela je kraj mene
I posli smo u hotel
Bila je plava
Njezna, tople puti
Pricala je dvjesta
Rijeci u minuti
Gnusala se seksa
Alkohola, droga
Gledala je u mene
Kao u nekog boga
Hej, ba, ti si onaj sa ekrana
Hej, ba, ti si onaj sa ekrana
Pristala je ipak
Popit’ casu vina
Pitala me sto
Ne odgovaram na pisma
Skupljala je sve
Isjecke o meni
Pitala je hocu l’
Skoro da se zenim
Vec se bila zagrijala
Za tu nasu vezu
Al’ joj ne bi drago
Kad izvadih protezu
Ispod sjajne kose
Pojavi se cela
Kad odsarafih nogu
Vise nije gledat’ smjela
Hej, ba, ti si onaj sa ekrana
Hej, ba, ti si onaj sa ekrana
Hej, ba, ti si onaj sa ekrana
- lady midnight
- Posts: 2624
- Joined: 24/04/2007 16:06
- Location: iznad oblaka
#505
pa 'bem mu misha
:D:D, taman pocheli chupati temu iz ponora srceparajuceg kicha i polako je prenositi na ulicu
, kad se pojavishe ovi diverzanti koji je lijepo - diskretno
i manipulatorski
- prenesoshe u kuhinju i na tv-ekrane
:D:D e ne mERe tako:
mikser mene samo zove
da zamutim molotove 8)8)8)
:D:D:D:D
mikser mene samo zove
da zamutim molotove 8)8)8)
- Faust
- Posts: 1162
- Joined: 20/10/2005 23:38
- Location: Ni pakao ni raj
#506
Leave R.E.M.
Nothing could be bring me closer.
Nothing could be bring me nearer.
Where is the road I follow
To leave it, leave?
It's under, under, under my feet.
The sea spread out there before me.
Where do I go when the land touches sea?
There is my trust in what I believe.
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me down,
To leave it, believe it,
Leave it all behind.
Shifting the dream
Nothing could bring me further from my old friend time.
Shifting the dream
It's charging the scene
I know where I marked the signs.
I suffer the dreams of a world gone mad
I like it like that and I know it
I know it well, ugly and sweet,
A temper man who said believe in his dream.
That's what keeps me
That's what keeps me
That's what keeps me down
I sent it on an airline plane
I sent it off in an airplane
That never left the ground.
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me down,
Leave, believe it.
Leave it all behind.
Lift me, lift me,
I’ll dream my dream.
I lost myself in nothing
The heartache calling me
I lost myself in sorrow
I lost myself in pain
I lost myself in gravity
Memory, leave, leave, leave
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me down,
To leave it, believe it,
Leave it all behind.
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me down,
To leave it, believe it,
Leave it all behind.
Lift my hands, my eyes are still,
I walk into the scene
Shoot myself in a different place
And leave it
I've longed for this to take me,
I've longed for my release
I've waited for the callin'
To leave, leave.
Leave, leave.
Leavin', leavin'
Nothing could be bring me closer.
Nothing could be bring me nearer.
Where is the road I follow
To leave it, leave?
It's under, under, under my feet.
The sea spread out there before me.
Where do I go when the land touches sea?
There is my trust in what I believe.
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me down,
To leave it, believe it,
Leave it all behind.
Shifting the dream
Nothing could bring me further from my old friend time.
Shifting the dream
It's charging the scene
I know where I marked the signs.
I suffer the dreams of a world gone mad
I like it like that and I know it
I know it well, ugly and sweet,
A temper man who said believe in his dream.
That's what keeps me
That's what keeps me
That's what keeps me down
I sent it on an airline plane
I sent it off in an airplane
That never left the ground.
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me down,
Leave, believe it.
Leave it all behind.
Lift me, lift me,
I’ll dream my dream.
I lost myself in nothing
The heartache calling me
I lost myself in sorrow
I lost myself in pain
I lost myself in gravity
Memory, leave, leave, leave
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me down,
To leave it, believe it,
Leave it all behind.
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me,
That's what keeps me down,
To leave it, believe it,
Leave it all behind.
Lift my hands, my eyes are still,
I walk into the scene
Shoot myself in a different place
And leave it
I've longed for this to take me,
I've longed for my release
I've waited for the callin'
To leave, leave.
Leave, leave.
Leavin', leavin'
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guardian
- Posts: 439
- Joined: 29/08/2003 00:00
- Location: Neverwhere
#508
Fascination Street, The Cure
Oh it's opening time
Down on Fascination Street
So let's cut the conversation
And get out for a bit
Because I feel it all fading and paling
And I'm begging to drag you down with me
To kick the last nail in
Yeah I like you in that like I like you to scream
But if you open your mouth then I cant be responsible for
Quite what goes in or to care what comes out
So just pull on your hair
Just pull on your pout
And let's move to the beat
Like we know that it's over
If you slip going under
Slip over my shoulder
So just pull on your face
Just pull on your feet
And let's hit opening time
Down on Fascination Street
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GknvkvtWH8g
Oh it's opening time
Down on Fascination Street
So let's cut the conversation
And get out for a bit
Because I feel it all fading and paling
And I'm begging to drag you down with me
To kick the last nail in
Yeah I like you in that like I like you to scream
But if you open your mouth then I cant be responsible for
Quite what goes in or to care what comes out
So just pull on your hair
Just pull on your pout
And let's move to the beat
Like we know that it's over
If you slip going under
Slip over my shoulder
So just pull on your face
Just pull on your feet
And let's hit opening time
Down on Fascination Street
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GknvkvtWH8g
- danas
- Posts: 18796
- Joined: 11/03/2005 19:40
- Location: 10th circle...
#509
i found dzizuz, but where are my car keys
Johnny Cash -- God's Gonna Cut You Down
You can run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
Go and tell that long tongue liar,
Go and tell that midnight rider,
Tell the rambiler, the gambler, the back biter,
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down.
Well my goodness gracious,
Let me tell you the news.
My heads been wet with the midnight dew.
I've been down on bended knee,
Talkin to the man from Galiee.
He spoke to me in a voice so sweet,
I thought I heard the shuffle of angels feet.
He called my name and my heart stood still,
When He said "John go do my will"
Go and tell that long tongue liar,
Go and tell that midnight rider,
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter,
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down.
You can run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
You can throw your rock, hide your hand,
Workin in the dark against your fellow man.
But as sure as God made black and white,
What's done in the dark,
Will be brought to the light.
You can run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
Go and tell that long tongue liar,
Go and tell that midnight rider,
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter,
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1e0EQlQXoEo
Johnny Cash -- God's Gonna Cut You Down
You can run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
Go and tell that long tongue liar,
Go and tell that midnight rider,
Tell the rambiler, the gambler, the back biter,
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down.
Well my goodness gracious,
Let me tell you the news.
My heads been wet with the midnight dew.
I've been down on bended knee,
Talkin to the man from Galiee.
He spoke to me in a voice so sweet,
I thought I heard the shuffle of angels feet.
He called my name and my heart stood still,
When He said "John go do my will"
Go and tell that long tongue liar,
Go and tell that midnight rider,
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter,
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down.
You can run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
You can throw your rock, hide your hand,
Workin in the dark against your fellow man.
But as sure as God made black and white,
What's done in the dark,
Will be brought to the light.
You can run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
Go and tell that long tongue liar,
Go and tell that midnight rider,
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter,
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1e0EQlQXoEo
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guardian
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- Joined: 29/08/2003 00:00
- Location: Neverwhere
#510
Nick Cave - Hallelujah
On the first day of May I took to the road
I'd been staring out the window most of the morning
I'd watched the rain claw at the glass
And a vicious wind blew hard and fast
I should have taken it as a warning
As a warning As a warning
As a warning
I'd given my nurse the weekend off
My meals were ill prepared
My typewriter had turned mute as a tomb
And my piano crouched in the corner of my room
With all its teeth bared
All its teeth bared All its teeth bared
All its teeth bared.
Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah
I left my house without my coat
Something my nurse would not have allowed
And I took the small roads out of town
And I passed a cow and the cow was brown
And my pyjamas clung to me like a shroud
Like a shroud Like a shroud
Like a shroud
There rose before me a little house
With all hope and dreams kept within
A woman's voice close to my ear
Said, "Why don't you come in here?"
"You looked soaked to the skin"
Soaked to the skin Soaked to the skin
Soaked to the skin
Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah
I turned to the woman and the woman was young
I extended a hearty salutation
But I knew if my nurse had been here
She would never in a thousand years
Permit me to accept that invitation
Invitation That invitation
That invitation
Now, you might think it wise to risk it all
Throw caution to the reckless wind
But with her hot cocoa and her medication
My nurse had been my one salvation
So I turned back home
I turned back home I turned back home
Singing my song
Hallelujah
The tears are welling in my eyes again
Hallelujah
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Hallelujah
And twenty pretty klix to carry them down
Hallelujah
And twenty deep holes to bury them in
Hallelujah
The tears are welling in my eyes again
Hallelujah
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Hallelujah
And twenty pretty klix to carry them down
Hallelujah
And twenty deep holes to bury them in
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DoCzIttzzd0
On the first day of May I took to the road
I'd been staring out the window most of the morning
I'd watched the rain claw at the glass
And a vicious wind blew hard and fast
I should have taken it as a warning
As a warning As a warning
As a warning
I'd given my nurse the weekend off
My meals were ill prepared
My typewriter had turned mute as a tomb
And my piano crouched in the corner of my room
With all its teeth bared
All its teeth bared All its teeth bared
All its teeth bared.
Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah
I left my house without my coat
Something my nurse would not have allowed
And I took the small roads out of town
And I passed a cow and the cow was brown
And my pyjamas clung to me like a shroud
Like a shroud Like a shroud
Like a shroud
There rose before me a little house
With all hope and dreams kept within
A woman's voice close to my ear
Said, "Why don't you come in here?"
"You looked soaked to the skin"
Soaked to the skin Soaked to the skin
Soaked to the skin
Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah
I turned to the woman and the woman was young
I extended a hearty salutation
But I knew if my nurse had been here
She would never in a thousand years
Permit me to accept that invitation
Invitation That invitation
That invitation
Now, you might think it wise to risk it all
Throw caution to the reckless wind
But with her hot cocoa and her medication
My nurse had been my one salvation
So I turned back home
I turned back home I turned back home
Singing my song
Hallelujah
The tears are welling in my eyes again
Hallelujah
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Hallelujah
And twenty pretty klix to carry them down
Hallelujah
And twenty deep holes to bury them in
Hallelujah
The tears are welling in my eyes again
Hallelujah
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Hallelujah
And twenty pretty klix to carry them down
Hallelujah
And twenty deep holes to bury them in
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DoCzIttzzd0
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guardian
- Posts: 439
- Joined: 29/08/2003 00:00
- Location: Neverwhere
#511
Sjedim sam u zagrljaju Sile
A krila su mi spremna za let
Sa druge strane nikada i nigdje
Jedno svjetlo doziva me
A zemlja je
Ispod nogu tako njezna
Gleda me
I ceka da se predam
Sto mi to ne da
Sto mi to ne da
Ne da mi da krenem na put
Sto mi to ne da
Sto mi to ne da
I tjera me da ostanem tu
I opet sanjam
Sanjam
Hajde sjeti se djecaka koji maglu pije
Da se skrije od sebe jer nema sa kim
Ne zna kako da gleda u ponor i vatru
I kako da slusa taj ogromni zvuk
Sto se valja
I nada je sve manja
I opet sanjam
-----------------
-- Rundek
A krila su mi spremna za let
Sa druge strane nikada i nigdje
Jedno svjetlo doziva me
A zemlja je
Ispod nogu tako njezna
Gleda me
I ceka da se predam
Sto mi to ne da
Sto mi to ne da
Ne da mi da krenem na put
Sto mi to ne da
Sto mi to ne da
I tjera me da ostanem tu
I opet sanjam
Sanjam
Hajde sjeti se djecaka koji maglu pije
Da se skrije od sebe jer nema sa kim
Ne zna kako da gleda u ponor i vatru
I kako da slusa taj ogromni zvuk
Sto se valja
I nada je sve manja
I opet sanjam
-----------------
-- Rundek
- lady midnight
- Posts: 2624
- Joined: 24/04/2007 16:06
- Location: iznad oblaka
#512
da se nadovezhem na ove ode radosti
:D:D:D
Leonard Cohen, Hallelujah
Now I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Leonard Cohen, Hallelujah
Now I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah
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talijan
- Posts: 1081
- Joined: 18/08/2006 19:49
#513
johnny cash - a boy named sue
My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."
Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."
Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.
Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."
Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!"
Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.
I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.
And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."
He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!
My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."
Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."
Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.
Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."
Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!"
Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.
I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.
And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."
He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!
- danas
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#514
Heroes -- David Bowie
I, I wish you could swim
Like the dolphins, like dolphins can swim
Though nothing, nothing will keep us together
We can beat them, for ever and ever
Oh we can be heroes, just for one day
I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will keep us together
We can be us, just for one day
We can be Heroes, just for one day
I, I can remember (I remember)
Standing, by the wall (by the wall)
And the guns, shot above our heads (over our heads)
And we kissed, as though nothing could fall (nothing could fall)
And the shame, was on the other side
Oh we can beat them, for ever and ever
Then we could be Heroes, just for one day
We can be Heroes
We can be Heroes
We can be Heroes
Just for one day
We can be Heroes
We're nothing, and nothing will help us
Maybe we're lying, then you better not stay
But we could be safer, just for one day
Oh-oh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh-ohh, just for one day
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0FTdXyOsAuQ
I, I wish you could swim
Like the dolphins, like dolphins can swim
Though nothing, nothing will keep us together
We can beat them, for ever and ever
Oh we can be heroes, just for one day
I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will keep us together
We can be us, just for one day
We can be Heroes, just for one day
I, I can remember (I remember)
Standing, by the wall (by the wall)
And the guns, shot above our heads (over our heads)
And we kissed, as though nothing could fall (nothing could fall)
And the shame, was on the other side
Oh we can beat them, for ever and ever
Then we could be Heroes, just for one day
We can be Heroes
We can be Heroes
We can be Heroes
Just for one day
We can be Heroes
We're nothing, and nothing will help us
Maybe we're lying, then you better not stay
But we could be safer, just for one day
Oh-oh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh-ohh, just for one day
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0FTdXyOsAuQ
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#515
Coil, Ostia (The Death of Pasolini)
There's honey in the
hollows
And the countours
of the body
A sluggish
golden river
A sickly golden trickle
A golden, sticky trickle
You can hear
the bones humming
And the car
reverses over
The body in the basin
In the shallow
sea-plane basin.
And the car
reverses over
And his body rolls over
Crushed
from the shoulder
You can hear the
Bones humming
Singing like
a puncture
Killed to keep
the world turning
Throw his bones over
The White Cliffs
of Dover
Into the sea
The Sea of Rome
And the bloodstained
coast
Of Ostia
Leon like a lion
Sleeping in
the sunshine.
Lion lies down.
"Out of the strong
Came forth sweetness."
Throw his bones over
The White Cliffs
of Dover
And murder me
In Ostia.
The Sea of Rome.
You can hear his
bones humming.
Throw his bones over
The White Cliffs
of Dover
And into the sea
The Sea of Rome
Then murder me,
In Ostia.
There's honey in the
hollows
And the countours
of the body
A sluggish
golden river
A sickly golden trickle
A golden, sticky trickle
You can hear
the bones humming
And the car
reverses over
The body in the basin
In the shallow
sea-plane basin.
And the car
reverses over
And his body rolls over
Crushed
from the shoulder
You can hear the
Bones humming
Singing like
a puncture
Killed to keep
the world turning
Throw his bones over
The White Cliffs
of Dover
Into the sea
The Sea of Rome
And the bloodstained
coast
Of Ostia
Leon like a lion
Sleeping in
the sunshine.
Lion lies down.
"Out of the strong
Came forth sweetness."
Throw his bones over
The White Cliffs
of Dover
And murder me
In Ostia.
The Sea of Rome.
You can hear his
bones humming.
Throw his bones over
The White Cliffs
of Dover
And into the sea
The Sea of Rome
Then murder me,
In Ostia.
- danas
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#516
Haustor - (Bolero, 1985) - Sejmeni
Kako opasno popodne
Miris nafte, miris znoja
Iz daljine zvuk motora
Iz daljine zvuk ...
Iza prozora su puske, iza pusaka su oci
Iza ociju su ruke, iza ruku kuca srce
Baby, ne boj se
Ja cu biti tu kraj tebe
Baby, ne boj se
Ja cu biti tu kraj tebe
Kad bude vrijeme za to
Kad bude vrijeme za to ...
Ispred kuce nasi ljudi stoje spremni da se bore
Hladne cijevi samo cekaju znak
Crni momci ispred grada su upalili motore
Oni ostavljaju plameni trag ...
U nama vrijeme se mijenja
I svi su opet spremni da se bore za san
U nama vrijeme se mijenja
Sa barikada reci cemo: No passaran
Kad bude vrijeme za to
Kad bude vrijeme za to
Kad bude vrijeme za to
Kad bude vrijeme za to ...
Sejmeni dolaze
Lance nam donose
Ljudi ih gledaju
Proci im ne daju
Babe ...
U nama vrijeme se mijenja
I svi su opet spremni da se bore za san
U nama vrijeme se mijenja
Sa barikada reci cemo: No passaran
Sad je vrijeme za to
Sad je vrijeme za to
Sad je vrijeme za to
Sad je vrijeme za to ...
Sejmeni dolaze
Lance nam donose
Ljudi ih gledaju
Proci im ne daju ...
Sad je vrijeme za to
Sad je vrijeme za to
Sad je vrijeme za to
Sad je vrijeme za to
Sad je vrijeme za ...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ssV37brWUI8
Kako opasno popodne
Miris nafte, miris znoja
Iz daljine zvuk motora
Iz daljine zvuk ...
Iza prozora su puske, iza pusaka su oci
Iza ociju su ruke, iza ruku kuca srce
Baby, ne boj se
Ja cu biti tu kraj tebe
Baby, ne boj se
Ja cu biti tu kraj tebe
Kad bude vrijeme za to
Kad bude vrijeme za to ...
Ispred kuce nasi ljudi stoje spremni da se bore
Hladne cijevi samo cekaju znak
Crni momci ispred grada su upalili motore
Oni ostavljaju plameni trag ...
U nama vrijeme se mijenja
I svi su opet spremni da se bore za san
U nama vrijeme se mijenja
Sa barikada reci cemo: No passaran
Kad bude vrijeme za to
Kad bude vrijeme za to
Kad bude vrijeme za to
Kad bude vrijeme za to ...
Sejmeni dolaze
Lance nam donose
Ljudi ih gledaju
Proci im ne daju
Babe ...
U nama vrijeme se mijenja
I svi su opet spremni da se bore za san
U nama vrijeme se mijenja
Sa barikada reci cemo: No passaran
Sad je vrijeme za to
Sad je vrijeme za to
Sad je vrijeme za to
Sad je vrijeme za to ...
Sejmeni dolaze
Lance nam donose
Ljudi ih gledaju
Proci im ne daju ...
Sad je vrijeme za to
Sad je vrijeme za to
Sad je vrijeme za to
Sad je vrijeme za to
Sad je vrijeme za ...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ssV37brWUI8
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guardian
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- Location: Neverwhere
#517
pavel, azra (filigranski pločnici, 1982)
pariz ti je dao sebe
dio neba zauvijek
što te muči na kraju puta
sjećaš li se španije
zanima me da li bi opet
išao u rovove
oh pavel
neman je pred vratima
govoriš mi o ideji
o patriotizmu generacije
da li je to skup interesa nekorisnih ljudi
ili nešto vrijedno robije
razgovarajmo o slobodi
sjećaš li se španije
oh pavel
neman je pred vratima
pariz ti je dao sebe
dio neba zauvijek
što te muči na kraju puta
sjećaš li se španije
zanima me da li bi opet
išao u rovove
oh pavel
neman je pred vratima
govoriš mi o ideji
o patriotizmu generacije
da li je to skup interesa nekorisnih ljudi
ili nešto vrijedno robije
razgovarajmo o slobodi
sjećaš li se španije
oh pavel
neman je pred vratima
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rikardoreis
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- Location: ulica san martin, buenos aires
#518
ovo je prejako...nema bolje...kapakguardian wrote:Nick Cave - Hallelujah
On the first day of May I took to the road
I'd been staring out the window most of the morning
I'd watched the rain claw at the glass
And a vicious wind blew hard and fast
I should have taken it as a warning
As a warning As a warning
As a warning
I'd given my nurse the weekend off
My meals were ill prepared
My typewriter had turned mute as a tomb
And my piano crouched in the corner of my room
With all its teeth bared
All its teeth bared All its teeth bared
All its teeth bared.
Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah
I left my house without my coat
Something my nurse would not have allowed
And I took the small roads out of town
And I passed a cow and the cow was brown
And my pyjamas clung to me like a shroud
Like a shroud Like a shroud
Like a shroud
There rose before me a little house
With all hope and dreams kept within
A woman's voice close to my ear
Said, "Why don't you come in here?"
"You looked soaked to the skin"
Soaked to the skin Soaked to the skin
Soaked to the skin
Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah
I turned to the woman and the woman was young
I extended a hearty salutation
But I knew if my nurse had been here
She would never in a thousand years
Permit me to accept that invitation
Invitation That invitation
That invitation
Now, you might think it wise to risk it all
Throw caution to the reckless wind
But with her hot cocoa and her medication
My nurse had been my one salvation
So I turned back home
I turned back home I turned back home
Singing my song
Hallelujah
The tears are welling in my eyes again
Hallelujah
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Hallelujah
And twenty pretty klix to carry them down
Hallelujah
And twenty deep holes to bury them in
Hallelujah
The tears are welling in my eyes again
Hallelujah
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Hallelujah
And twenty pretty klix to carry them down
Hallelujah
And twenty deep holes to bury them in
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DoCzIttzzd0
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guardian
- Posts: 439
- Joined: 29/08/2003 00:00
- Location: Neverwhere
#519
Ona vuče moje niti
Ona čini moje sne
Dok ja listam stare novine
Ona bježi od dosade.
Uspjela je da se smiri
Odlazi nekud nasamo
A ja maštam zatvorenih očiju
U mislima je pratim.
Ona vuče moje niti
Ona je hladna i daleka
Kao gospodar samoće
Igra se sa osjećajima.
Ona zna da je gledam
Odlazi nekud nasamo
A ja maštam zatvorenih očiju
U mislima je pratim.
----
azra, gospodar samoce
Ona čini moje sne
Dok ja listam stare novine
Ona bježi od dosade.
Uspjela je da se smiri
Odlazi nekud nasamo
A ja maštam zatvorenih očiju
U mislima je pratim.
Ona vuče moje niti
Ona je hladna i daleka
Kao gospodar samoće
Igra se sa osjećajima.
Ona zna da je gledam
Odlazi nekud nasamo
A ja maštam zatvorenih očiju
U mislima je pratim.
----
azra, gospodar samoce
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rikardoreis
- Posts: 1957
- Joined: 03/08/2006 00:01
- Location: ulica san martin, buenos aires
#520
Nick Drake - Place to be (2:39)
When I was younger, younger than before
I never saw the truth hanging from the door
And now I'm older see it face to face
And now I'm older gotta get up clean the place.
And I was green, greener than the hill
Where the flowers grew and the sun shone still
Now I'm darker than the deepest sea
Just hand me down, give me a place to be.
And I was strong, strong in the sun
I thought I'd see when day is done
Now I'm weaker than the palest blue
Oh, so weak in this need for you.
When I was younger, younger than before
I never saw the truth hanging from the door
And now I'm older see it face to face
And now I'm older gotta get up clean the place.
And I was green, greener than the hill
Where the flowers grew and the sun shone still
Now I'm darker than the deepest sea
Just hand me down, give me a place to be.
And I was strong, strong in the sun
I thought I'd see when day is done
Now I'm weaker than the palest blue
Oh, so weak in this need for you.
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guardian
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- Joined: 29/08/2003 00:00
- Location: Neverwhere
#521
Eh, lako je rec' kapak, tesko se suzdrzat...rikardoreis wrote:ovo je prejako...nema bolje...kapakguardian wrote: Nick Cave - Hallelujah
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DoCzIttzzd0
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Oh My Lord
I thought I'd take a walk today
It's a mistake I sometimes make
My children lay asleep in bed
My wife lay wide-awake
I kissed her softly on the brow
I tried not to make a sound
But with stony eyes she looked at me
And gently squeezed my hand
Call it a premonition, call it a crazy vision
Call it intuition, something learned from mother
But when she looked up at me, I could clearly see
The Sword of Damocles hanging directly above her
Oh Lord Oh my Lord
Oh Lord
How have I offended thee?
Wrap your tender arms around me
Oh Lord Oh Lord
Oh My Lord
They called at me through the fence
They were not making any sense
They claimed that I had lost the plot
Kept saying that I was not
The man I used to be
They held their babes aloft
Threw marsh mellows at the Security
And said that I'd grown soft
Call it intuition, call it a creeping suspicion,
But their words of derision meant they hardly knew me
For even I could see in the way they looked at me
The Spear of klix sticking right through me
Now I'm at the hairdressers
People watch me as they move past
A guy wearing plastic antlers
Presses his bum against the glass
Now I'm down on my hands and knees
And it's so fucking hot!
Someone cries, "What are you looking for?"
I scream, "The plot, the plot!"
I grab my telephone, I call my wife at home
She screams, "Leave us alone!" I say, "Hey, it's only me"
The hairdresser with his scissors, he holds up the mirror
I look back and shiver; I can't even believe what I can see
Be mindful of the prayers you send
Pray hard but pray with care
For the tears that you are crying now
Are just your answered prayers
The ladders of life that we scale merrily
Move mysteriously around
So that when you think you're climbing up, man
In fact you're climbing down
Into the hollows of glamour, where with spikes and hammer
With telescopic camera, they chose to turn the screw
Oh I hate them, Ma! Oh I hate them, Pa!
Oh I hate them all for what they went and done to you
Oh Lord Oh my Lord
Oh Lord
How have I offended thee?
Wrap your tender arms round me
Oh Lord Oh Lord
Oh My Lord
http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/6HnzxOS2U58/
(Spor link, treba sacekat da se cijeli fajl ucita jerbo inace zastajkuje
- danas
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- Joined: 11/03/2005 19:40
- Location: 10th circle...
#522
Nick Cave - Into My Arms
I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
And I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candlew burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QlLTjXfN ... ed&search=

I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
And I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candlew burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QlLTjXfN ... ed&search=
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rikardoreis
- Posts: 1957
- Joined: 03/08/2006 00:01
- Location: ulica san martin, buenos aires
#523
danas wrote:Nick Cave - Into My Arms
I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
And I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candlew burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QlLTjXfN ... ed&search=
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guardian
- Posts: 439
- Joined: 29/08/2003 00:00
- Location: Neverwhere
#524
Cake -- Frank Sinatra
We know of an ancient radiation
That haunts dismembered constellations,
A faintly glimmering radio station.
While Frank Sinatra sings "Stormy Weather"
The flies and spiders get along together,
Cobwebs fall on an old skipping record.
Beyond the suns that guard this roof,
Beyond your flowers of flaming truths,
Beyond your latest ad campaigns,
An old man sits collecting stamps
In a room all filled with chinese lamps.
He saves what others throw away,
He says that he'll be rich some day.
We know of an ancient radiation
That haunts dismembered constellations,
A faintly glimmering radio station.
While Frank Sinatra sings "Stormy Weather"
The flies and spiders get along together,
Cobwebs fall on an old skipping record.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NSypnaxAlP4
We know of an ancient radiation
That haunts dismembered constellations,
A faintly glimmering radio station.
While Frank Sinatra sings "Stormy Weather"
The flies and spiders get along together,
Cobwebs fall on an old skipping record.
Beyond the suns that guard this roof,
Beyond your flowers of flaming truths,
Beyond your latest ad campaigns,
An old man sits collecting stamps
In a room all filled with chinese lamps.
He saves what others throw away,
He says that he'll be rich some day.
We know of an ancient radiation
That haunts dismembered constellations,
A faintly glimmering radio station.
While Frank Sinatra sings "Stormy Weather"
The flies and spiders get along together,
Cobwebs fall on an old skipping record.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NSypnaxAlP4
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talijan
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#525
djordje balasevic - al'se nekad dobro jelo
Nema više, dobri svete, one lepe še'set pete
kad smo bili na svečari kod kumova naših starih.
Klizio je voz k'o sanke, al' smo stigli do Palanke.
Severac je duv'o 'ladan, pa ko ne bi bio gladan?
I čim smo stigli viknu kum svoju ženu:
"Sido! Postavljaj, bog te vid'o!"
Spremila nam kuma naša za užinu paprikaša,
pa kolače, krmenadle i par sarmi svakom.
Mesto leba mesa bela, princes krofne - vangla cela,
suvih šljiva i koljiva i rezance s makom.
E, kad se samo setim, al' se nekad dobro jelo, baš.
Do večere vreme kratko za kitnikes i za slatko.
Da odbiješ, to ne vredi, da se kuma ne uvredi.
Naš kum Pera, dipl. agronom, reč o ovom, reč o onom,
sve uz vino, porto-gizer, 'di gutljaji sami klize.
Taman smo bili gladni kada se začu:
"Sido! Večeru, bog te vid'o!"
Ođedared - astal šaren, sos paradajz, krompir baren,
šuve šnicle, ko promincle, kara-batak svakom.
Na podvarku ćurka, zna se. Gdi je ćurka, tu je prase.
Onda torte, razne sorte i rezanci s makom.
Ej, kad se samo setim, al' se nekad dobro jelo, baš!
Vejao je sneg po šoru, sedeli smo do pred zoru.
Baba reče: "Deder kaput! Radni dan je, 'ajmo na put!"
Al' kum Pera odma' skoči: "Šta to vide moje oči?
Sido, ne daj nikom kaput! Prvo fruštuk, e, ondak na put!"
Ne drema vredna kuma, ne sluša prve petle,
brža je od raketle.
Nosi vruće 'leba kriške, fafarone, čvarke friške,
začas sprema šunke, rena, i pihtije svakom.
Pitamo ih: "Ljudi, dokle?!" "Čekaj", kažu, "još šnenokle,
i šufnudle i griz-štrudle i rezance s makom!"
Hej, kad se samo setim, al' se nekad dobro jelo, baš!
I ondak, sat i frtalj, kol'ko je iš'o šinobus, nismo ništa jeli,
i kad smo stigli na stanicu odma' kupimo burek, lep, frišak,
mastan, sve nam, onako, mast curila niz bradu.
Pa ondak opalimo preko toga jednu tepsiju šampita i gajbu piva.
Mlakog.
Crnog.
Nema više, dobri svete, one lepe še'set pete
kad smo bili na svečari kod kumova naših starih.
Klizio je voz k'o sanke, al' smo stigli do Palanke.
Severac je duv'o 'ladan, pa ko ne bi bio gladan?
I čim smo stigli viknu kum svoju ženu:
"Sido! Postavljaj, bog te vid'o!"
Spremila nam kuma naša za užinu paprikaša,
pa kolače, krmenadle i par sarmi svakom.
Mesto leba mesa bela, princes krofne - vangla cela,
suvih šljiva i koljiva i rezance s makom.
E, kad se samo setim, al' se nekad dobro jelo, baš.
Do večere vreme kratko za kitnikes i za slatko.
Da odbiješ, to ne vredi, da se kuma ne uvredi.
Naš kum Pera, dipl. agronom, reč o ovom, reč o onom,
sve uz vino, porto-gizer, 'di gutljaji sami klize.
Taman smo bili gladni kada se začu:
"Sido! Večeru, bog te vid'o!"
Ođedared - astal šaren, sos paradajz, krompir baren,
šuve šnicle, ko promincle, kara-batak svakom.
Na podvarku ćurka, zna se. Gdi je ćurka, tu je prase.
Onda torte, razne sorte i rezanci s makom.
Ej, kad se samo setim, al' se nekad dobro jelo, baš!
Vejao je sneg po šoru, sedeli smo do pred zoru.
Baba reče: "Deder kaput! Radni dan je, 'ajmo na put!"
Al' kum Pera odma' skoči: "Šta to vide moje oči?
Sido, ne daj nikom kaput! Prvo fruštuk, e, ondak na put!"
Ne drema vredna kuma, ne sluša prve petle,
brža je od raketle.
Nosi vruće 'leba kriške, fafarone, čvarke friške,
začas sprema šunke, rena, i pihtije svakom.
Pitamo ih: "Ljudi, dokle?!" "Čekaj", kažu, "još šnenokle,
i šufnudle i griz-štrudle i rezance s makom!"
Hej, kad se samo setim, al' se nekad dobro jelo, baš!
I ondak, sat i frtalj, kol'ko je iš'o šinobus, nismo ništa jeli,
i kad smo stigli na stanicu odma' kupimo burek, lep, frišak,
mastan, sve nam, onako, mast curila niz bradu.
Pa ondak opalimo preko toga jednu tepsiju šampita i gajbu piva.
Mlakog.
Crnog.
