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ALWAYS ON MY MIND (Elvis Presley)

Maybe I didn't love you quite as good as I should have,
Maybe I didn't hold you quite as often as I could have,
Little things I should have said and done,
I just never took the time.

You were always on my mind,
You were always on my mind.

Maybe I didn't hold you all those lonely, lonely times,
And I guess I never told you, I'm so happy that you're mine,
If I made you feel second best,
I'm sorry, I was blind.

You were always on my mind,
You were always on my mind,

Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn't died,
Give me, give me one more chance to keep you satisfied,
If I made you feel second best,
I'm sorry, I was blind.

You were always on my mind,
You were always on my mind.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VI94AsuvUUA

a volim i ovu
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GzWOQLxu7rk

Zlocin i kazna

Samo ti si znala moj kod
Moju narav bolje od svih
Kad mi treba sidro za brod
Kad mi treba rima za stih

Ne znam kad je poslo na zlo
Sitne lazi, sumnje i strah
A kad zvijezda padne na tlo
Vise nije zvijezda neg' prah

Kazna je sto pamtim tvoj smijeh
Kazna je sto suvise znam
Zlocin je sto prizivas grijeh
I jos brines da l' zivim sam

Kazna je taj zivot za gros
Kazna je zig dodira tvog
Zlocin je sto volis me jos
Bog nek' prosti, zato je Bog

I jos jedan tamno siv grad
Nova prazna boca uz skut
I jos jedan hotel k'o Had
I jos jedna zena pred put

A kraj tebe opet lik nov
Novi izgovor za zlu kob
Da l' ti treba sesir ili krov?
Da l' ti treba gazda il' rob?

Mein Herz

Wir haben schon so lang nicht gesprochen und
ich bin's leid darauf, dass du mich endlich ansprichst zu hoffen.

Bei mir sind zich Fragen offen, ich würd gern'n paar Sachen klärn. Wir hätten Bücher voll zu schreiben, aber lassen sie leer.

Alltägliche Dinge machtens uns schwer, Wunsch und Realität, sie klafften so sehr.
Ich schätz ich raffte es eher, wir schafftens nicht mehr und doch hab ich noch dein Lachen so gern.

Ich dachte wir wär'n in der Lage gegen Wände zu gehen und ich bereit dazu mein Glück in deine Hände zu legen.

Ich bin mir sicher du kannst jetzt was ich denke verstehen, denn auch dich triebs doch zu Tränen unser Ende zu sehen.

In Gedanken halt ich unsre Liebe im Arm, doch wir sind halt einfach nicht mehr die, die wir mal waren.

Ich hatt' schon so viele Narben und wollt echt nur noch hier raus.
Mir gehts besser jetzt, ich hoff dir auch, mein Herz.

Mein Herz

Ich schätz mich trieb auch Stolz aus der Tür, denn ich war auf's Tiefste verletzt und wollt das du's spürst.

Ich weiß du konntst nichts dafür, aber es trifft halt die, die man liebt, es ist immer dieselbe Geschichte wenn man sich Liebe ansieht.

So wird aus Frieden der Krieg in dem es Sieger nicht gibt.
Was bringt das wundervollste Lied, wenn es niemand mehr spielt?
Und in mir war Stille!

Außer dir gab es keinen, ich war mit mir nicht im Reinen und konnte so hier nicht bleiben.

Das Letzte was ich wollte war dir Kummer zu bringen.
Nur konnt ich nicht die Frau sein, die ich nunmal nicht bin.
So ist es wohl manchmal, das Glück es schlummert dahin.

So bin ich auf und davon und such nach dem Sinn und wenn ich ihn finde, mein Herz, dann lass ich's dich wissen, es gibt so vieles an dir, das ich vermisse.

Und was mir jetzt noch bleibt, während ich den Text hier schreib, sind Erinnerungen an die beste Zeit, du bist mein Herz.

Wenn ich mein Leben sag, bezieh ich dich damit ein, was ich zum Teil gegeben hab um endlich nicht mehr zu weinen.

Ich sag nicht, dass es an dir lag, aber ich fühlte mich halt allein und hätte getan was ich nur konnte um nicht mehr sichtbar zu sein.

Wie groß'n Problem auch für mich war, ich weiß für dich war es klein und Distanz zwischen zwei Seiten, kann wie Lichtjahre scheiń.

Ich schätz wir beide sehen das Angst vor leiden, nur leben was wir eigentlich wollten, was dann zum Entschluss führte, dass ich dich gehen lass.

Ich dachte so widersteht man Hass und vermisste die Schmerzen.
Nicht nur Luft allein ernährt mich, ich war richtig fertig.
Aber so langsam merkte ich mein Innerstes werte sich und das wiederrum bestärkte mich darin darauf zu hören was mein Herz spricht.

Denn wir waren richtig tight aber eben nicht so weit, und jedes harte Gefühl, das ich mal hatte verwischt die Zeit.

Und wer auch immer wie auch immer unsere Geschichte mal schreibt, sie endet mit du bist und bleibst mein Herz.

Mein Herz, Du bist mein Herz

Čitam ti s usana, usnama mojim,
jer gluh sam za sve kad pred tobom stojim,
čujem samo govor tvoje duše,
usnama mojim kad se s tvojima združe.

Čitam ti s usana, usnama mojim,
i mojim usnama govorim tvojim,
moja si jedina, znaj da te volim,
za tebe živim, za tebe postojim.

Čitaj mi s usana usnama tvojim,
i čut ćeš glas moga srca, srcem svojim.
Taj će ti glas reći voljena,
hvala ti što si za mene stvorena.

Bijeli anđele moj,
kako si prekrasna...
lijepa si poput svitanja novoga dana,
poput golubice što hita ka visinama,
krasna si poput čistoga mora,
u kojem gledam svoj lik,
stvarnost si svih mojih snova,
pred ljepotom tvojom ostajem tih.

Bijeli anđele moj,
kako si prekrasna...
tvoja ljepota u stih ne može stati,
biram riječi, no ne mogu da shvatim,
čime sam to zaslužio mila,
da se budim pored tebe,
da budem u sjeni tvojih krila,
da te uvijek imam pored sebe.

Bijeli anđele moj,
kako si prekrasna...
i danas će tvoja ljepota preda mnom biti,
i svoju sreću zbog toga ne mogu kriti,
i sutra, i uvijek ja ću se diviti,
i ljubiti te srcem cijelim,
i znaj da ćeš u njemu ti uvijek biti,
Anđele moj bijeli.

Dan posle ponedeljka

Pogledom je dala punomoć da joj utučem dosadu
Bio sam negde vis-a-vis planete, sam u dubokom ofsajdu
O slatkom vinu mladosti začas smo priču sklopili
Ispade da smo prosuli daleko više neg što smo popili

Vrtela je isti stari film, samo u svojoj režiji
Eh, gde si bila prethodnih aprila, dok sam još bio svežiji
Udavila me Indijom, klepetala ko nanula
No sve je bilo legalno dok nije zora na prozor banula

Još jedan utorak, ne, to ne mogu da podnesem
Taj dan je baksuzan, zar nije dosta što je jesen
Utorke mrzim i tačka
Još jedan utorak koji se ljulja kao ljiljan
Rekla je formalno: Kako ću s tobom kad si pijan
I ne baš sveže obrijan

Birala je tanku haljinu kakve se nose nedeljom
Špricnula Treason na svoj kombinezon, al nije puno vredelo
Kiša je rondala svu noć, i dođe konac laganju
I nigde šeik ni playboy, nikog sem mene na raspolaganju

Još jedan utorak koji me zatiče na delu
Barut na jastuku, i otisci na stranom telu
Gorki su utorki, al uvek
Još jedan utorak, što ja ne bežim zar sam vezan
Rekoh joj normalno: Kako bih s tobom da sam trezan
Trezan sam tako bezvezan

Sjećam se tvoga prvog pogleda,
Kada si njime srce mi otela,
Tad si me u svijet mašte povela,
I u prekrasnu stvarnost dovela.

Sjećam se tvoga prvog dodira,
Koji me oslobodi ropstva nemira.
Zrakama svoje ljubavi si me opkolila
i postala meni jedina, premila.

Sjećam se našeg prvog poljupca,
I kako mi tada srce zakuca,
Moj jezik tada nemoćno zamuca,
A pjesma se začu iz presretnog srca.

Sjećanja ne blijede jer si kraj mene,
I ja sam sretan pored voljene žene.
Naša ljubav nikada ne vene,
Jer su nam duše za našu ljubav stvorene.

NJEMU

Voljet ću te zauvijek,
znam da hoću...
Čujem sjene i glasove neke kako mi to govore noću...

I kad svega nestane,
kad samo tuga ostane,
sjetit' će se nebo i rijeke neke koliko smo toga prošli...

Pričat' će cvijeće o danima sreće,
pričat' će noći kako je tako suđeno svima,
kako je kraj jednom morao doći...

Šapati naši negdje u daljini
govorit' ce prijateljici tišini...

Doći će druga djeca,
sjest' će na naša mjesta,
donijet' će ljubav i poljupce neke
bas kao i ti i ja u onim trenucima sreće..

@enka-benka

ima li se to naci negdje na youtube

http://youtube.com/watch?v=CUGqi980iD0& ... ed&search=
Joj ali se ovaj ciko nadrogirao
Hrke koke

Bob Dylan, All I really want to do


I ain't lookin' to compete with you,
Beat or cheat or mistreat you,
Simplify you, classify you,
Deny, defy or crucify you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

No, and I ain't lookin' to fight with you,
Frighten you or tighten you,
Drag you down or drain you down,
Chain you down or bring you down.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I ain't lookin' to block you up
Shock or knock or lock you up,
Analyze you, categorize you,
Finalize you or advertise you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I don't want to straight-face you,
Race or chase you, track or trace you,
Or disgrace you or displace you,
Or define you or confine you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I don't want to meet your kin,
Make you spin or do you in,
Or select you or dissect you,
Or inspect you or reject you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I don't want to fake you out,
Take or shake or forsake you out,
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,
See like me or be like me.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

:D:D:D

Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
Remember me to one who lives there, she once was a true love of mine.

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt (On the side of a hill in the deep forest green).
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme (Tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground).
Without no seams nor needlework (Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain).
Then she'll be a true love of mine (Sleeps unaware of the clarion call).

Tell her to find me an acre of land (On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves).
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme (Washes the grave with silvery tears).
Between the salt water and the sea strands (A soldier cleans and polishes a gun).
Then she'll be a true love of mine.

Tell her to reap it in a sickle of lead (War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions).
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme (Generals order their soldiers to kill).
And gather it all in a bunch of heather (And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten).
Then she'll be a true love of mine.

Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
Remember me to one who lives there, she once was a true love of mine.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dau2_Lt8pbM

Well, if you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.

Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm,
When the rivers freeze and summer ends,
Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm,
To keep her from the howlin' winds.

Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
If it rolls and flows all down her breast.
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
That's the way I remember her best.

I'm a-wonderin' if she remembers me at all.
Many times I've often prayed
In the darkness of my night,
In the brightness of my day.

So if you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NPpxwjsP76E

aj evo jos jedna...

One Two Three Four
Tell me that you love me more
Sleepless, long nights
That was what my youth was for

Oh teenage hopes are lying at your door
Left you with nothing
But they want some more

Oh, oh, oh
You're changing your heart
Oh, oh, oh
You know who you are

Sweetheart, bitter heart
Now I can't tell you apart
Cozy and cold
Put the horse before the cart

Those teenage hopes
Who have tears in their eyes
Too scared to own up
To one little lie

Oh, oh, oh
You're changing your heart
Oh, oh, oh
You know who you are

One, two, three, four, five, six, nine, and ten
Money can't buy you back the love that you had then
One, two, three, four, five, six, nine, and ten
Money can't buy you back the love that you had then

Oh, oh, oh
You're changing your heart
Oh, oh, oh
You know who you are
Oh, oh, oh
You're changing your heart
Oh, oh, oh
You know who you are

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p8Z-DIAthbM

danas wrote:aj evo jos jedna...

One Two Three Four
Tell me that you love me more
Sleepless, long nights
That was what my youth was for

Oh teenage hopes are lying at your door
Left you with nothing
But they want some more

Oh, oh, oh
You're changing your heart
Oh, oh, oh
You know who you are

Sweetheart, bitter heart
Now I can't tell you apart
Cozy and cold
Put the horse before the cart

Those teenage hopes
Who have tears in their eyes
Too scared to own up
To one little lie

Oh, oh, oh
You're changing your heart
Oh, oh, oh
You know who you are

One, two, three, four, five, six, nine, and ten
Money can't buy you back the love that you had then
One, two, three, four, five, six, nine, and ten
Money can't buy you back the love that you had then

Oh, oh, oh
You're changing your heart
Oh, oh, oh
You know who you are
Oh, oh, oh
You're changing your heart
Oh, oh, oh
You know who you are

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p8Z-DIAthbM

Opa da li ovdje imamo jos jednog fana mlade Miss Feist?
Jos kada poslije "1,2,3,4" zadas red "Leisure Suite" "radosti" nema kraja

pozdrav sa suncanih Alpa !

Raskosna plavusa wrote:pozdrav sa suncanih Alpa !

Ja ne znam da su Alpe danas suncane ni na svicarskoj ni na austrijskoj strani,jos ako ovako nastavi sa kisama bice i poplava,eno mamica31 potrosi sve choe'kove pare kupujuci one sarene gumene cizme modnog dezena "Jagomir"

mozda s njem. strane

Mislim da nema ,sem ove prvae sto sam poslala,,,http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j6ie4GRI4Oc

joj da je meni da za carobnjaka izucim
cilinder nabavim i zabavim se s'o tom magijom
iz rukava bele zecove da izrucim
a tebe mlatnem stapicom onako k'o oklagijom
e kada neces mirnim putom dobices carobnim prutom
da se sludis i vec jednom zaljubis

kad nece mali andjeli sredice mali djavoli
da mene Lenka na posletku zavoli
sve ono pati i sanja prolazi kroz razna stanja
e pa ljubav mora i da zaboli

joj da je meni da se snajderaju naucim
masinu poteram i doteram moj sakov somotan
pa te sacekam za coskom i opaucim
pa te smotam jedan dva pod taj sakov komotan
e kada neces mirnim putom okoncaces pod kaputom
kada neces gradski i demokratski

kad nece mali andjeli sredit ce mali djavoli
da mene Lenka na posletku zavoli
sve ono pati i sanja prolazi kroz razna stanja
e pa ljubav mora i da zaboli

joj da je meni ona zuta farba drecava
kada je oblacno i mracno a ja malko nabaren
pa da prodjem tvojom tarabom k'o mecava
i metnem grafit erotski, za to sam kazu nadaren
e kada nece mirnim putom, primoran sam citron zutom
da ti svoje emocije otkrijem

Kad nece mali andjeli sredit ce mali djavoli
da mene Lenka na posletku zavoli
sve ono pati i sanja prolazi kroz razna stanja
e pa ljubav mora i da zaboli

lady midnight wrote:

black wrote:Die Ärzte, e jake ti grupe...

onako za polujake iliti na njemachkom: halbstarke :D

shta cu mu ja kad mi slime i razzia nemaju nishta o ljubavi

nego nemoj da bi mi sad dosho sa Die Toten Hosen, onim komercijaliziranim pseudo-punkerima x

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4DJ0Inxfmyk

necu te ,
ne trebam te ,
sidji mi s ledja ,
dosadan si ,
zaklanjas mi Sunce ,
otkaci se ,
odlazi ,
nisam imala
nista
s tobom
necu ni imati ,
o......i
od mene


i
NECU TE

Raskosna plavusa wrote:necu te ,
ne trebam te ,
sidji mi s ledja ,
dosadan si ,
zaklanjas mi Sunce ,
otkaci se ,
odlazi ,
nisam imala
nista
s tobom
necu ni imati ,
o......i
od mene


i
NECU TE

sta je ba sta ti je