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danas wrote:

anais_nin wrote:eh kako se ja pismima obradujem onim pravim....s markicom....i stembiljOm al' takva vise niko ne pise, kad je brze tipkati

znam...

zato su mi sva stara pisma draga...
cuvam ih -- tako dobro da ne mogu da se sjetim gdje sam ih zastekala

a ja ih chuvam tako dobro da vishe ne znam ni ko ih je pisao :D:D

lady midnight wrote:

danas wrote:

anais_nin wrote:eh kako se ja pismima obradujem onim pravim....s markicom....i stembiljOm al' takva vise niko ne pise, kad je brze tipkati

znam...

zato su mi sva stara pisma draga...
cuvam ih -- tako dobro da ne mogu da se sjetim gdje sam ih zastekala

a ja ih chuvam tako dobro da vishe ne znam ni ko ih je pisao :D:D

jah, moja ti sad se jos pocnite zaliti kako vas je "uscaklo" u krstima

danas wrote: nego, fakat ne kontam kako je epitaph ljubavna pjesma... isto kao i wish you were here od floyda -- ma nisu to ljubavne pjesme ljudi moji

danas wrote:jedno je konotacija, a drugo je ispravno shvatanje umjetnikove poruke... koja se uglavnom izvodi iz albuma kao cjeline (pogotovo u slucajevima koncept albuma), i koja recimo u slucaju wish you were here nema ama bas nikakve veze sa ljubavlju i romantikom... vec sa komercijalizacijom umjetnosti i alijenacijom od samog sebe... uostalom, pjesma je napisana i posvecena syd barrett-u... nikakva romantika... waters and gilmour se vjerovatno najeze od te interpretacije

zeno ovo je sight for sore eyes

callmethebreeeze wrote:

lady midnight wrote:

danas wrote: znam...

zato su mi sva stara pisma draga...
cuvam ih -- tako dobro da ne mogu da se sjetim gdje sam ih zastekala

a ja ih chuvam tako dobro da vishe ne znam ni ko ih je pisao :D:D

jah, moja ti sad se jos pocnite zaliti kako vas je "uscaklo" u krstima

ako je i "uscaklo", onda sigurno ne zbog nechega na shta bih se pozhalila :P:D:D:D

Bea_Trix wrote:

danas wrote: nego, fakat ne kontam kako je epitaph ljubavna pjesma... isto kao i wish you were here od floyda -- ma nisu to ljubavne pjesme ljudi moji

danas wrote:jedno je konotacija, a drugo je ispravno shvatanje umjetnikove poruke... koja se uglavnom izvodi iz albuma kao cjeline (pogotovo u slucajevima koncept albuma), i koja recimo u slucaju wish you were here nema ama bas nikakve veze sa ljubavlju i romantikom... vec sa komercijalizacijom umjetnosti i alijenacijom od samog sebe... uostalom, pjesma je napisana i posvecena syd barrett-u... nikakva romantika... waters and gilmour se vjerovatno najeze od te interpretacije

zeno ovo je sight for sore eyes

znam ja ko je jos mimo svijeta

danas wrote:
znam ja ko je jos mimo svijeta

the sax weirdos club

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gje5qxf6wJQ


Ona puni osamnaest godina u junu
Ne zna sta da radi kada polozi maturski ispit
Ljudi su vrlo zlobni dok gledaju njene grudi
Ljudi su zlobni dok gledaju njen ten.

Ona se budi
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 se budi
Ona nema nikoga da joj kaze
Ti si moja, ti si moja, ti si ...
Ona nema nikoga da joj kaze
Ti si moja, ti si moja, ti si ...

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 se budi
Ona nema nikoga da joj kaze
Ti si moja, ti si moja, ti si ...
Ona nema nikoga da joj kaze
Ti si moja, ti si moja, ti si ...

Zabranjeno Pusenje - 12 Sati

Proslo je 12 sati malacarolije su nestale
Konji postase misevi a kocije bundeve
Ti si opet jedna od smizli dosadnih
A ja nafurani student polovni buntovnik

Proslo je 12 sati mala carolije su nestale
Al vrijeme je da se nove karte podjele
Veceras moras stisnuti sake u oci me gledati
I sutra ces opet svoje snove zivjeti

Foliram te da drzim igru u svojim rukama
Foliram te da znam kuda sada
Foliram te da sam jak
Foliram te al tramvaj mi lezi na grudima
A ja bi malo plako ali glumim frajera

Uzalud mala taj pogled ko iz francuskih filmova
idi sada kuci ima i sutra dan
Jer proslo je 12 sati mala carolije su nestale
Konji postase misevi a kocije bundeve

Foliram te da drzim igru u svojim rukama
Foliram te da znam kuda sada
Foliram te da sam jak
Foliram te al tramvaj mi lezi na grudima
i ja bi malo plako ali glumim frajera

danas wrote:

anais_nin wrote:eh kako se ja pismima obradujem onim pravim....s markicom....i stembiljOm al' takva vise niko ne pise, kad je brze tipkati

znam...

zato su mi sva stara pisma draga...
cuvam ih -- tako dobro da ne mogu da se sjetim gdje sam ih zastekala

ja drzim svoja u kutijama jasno oznacenim neke kutije su obljepljene i ne diraju se do daljnjeg istina jedan dio pisama mi je ostao u mostaru, ali dodacemo mi i to kolekciji nevjerovatno dragocjenoj toliko dragoj da kad god smo prije u zgradi imali protupozarni alarm, te kutije su redovno letile u ruksak


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uB3rTvkLDu0


RED HOT CHILLI PEPPERS - DESECRATION SMILE


All alone not by myself
Another girl bad for my health
I've seen it all through someone else
(Another girl bad for my health)

Celebrated but undisturbed
Serenaded by the terror bird
It's seldom seen but its never heard
(Serenaded by the terror bird)

Never in the wrong time or wrong place
Desecration is the smile on my face
The love I made is the shape of my space
My face my face

Disintegrated by the rising sun
A rolling black out of oblivion
And I'd like to think that I'm your number one
(I'm rolling black out of oblivion)

I wanna leave but I just get stuck
A broken record runnin' low on luck
There's heavy metal coming from your truck
I'm a (a broken record runnin' low on luck)

Never in the wrong time or wrong place
Desecration is the smile on my face

The love I made is the shape of my space
My face my face

We could all go down to
Malibu and make some noise
Coca Cola doesn't do the justice
She enjoys
We could all come up with
Something new to be destroyed
We could all go down

I love the feeling when it falls apart
I'm slow to finish but I'm quick to start and
Beneath the heather lies the meadowlark
And I'm
(Slow to finish but I am quick to start)

Never in the wrong time or wrong place
Desecration is the smile on my face
The love I made is the shape of my space
My face my face

Never in the wrong time or wrong place
Desecration is the smile on my face
The love I made is the shape of my space
My face my face

Yeah

Bea_Trix wrote:

danas wrote: nego, fakat ne kontam kako je epitaph ljubavna pjesma... isto kao i wish you were here od floyda -- ma nisu to ljubavne pjesme ljudi moji

danas wrote:jedno je konotacija, a drugo je ispravno shvatanje umjetnikove poruke... koja se uglavnom izvodi iz albuma kao cjeline (pogotovo u slucajevima koncept albuma), i koja recimo u slucaju wish you were here nema ama bas nikakve veze sa ljubavlju i romantikom... vec sa komercijalizacijom umjetnosti i alijenacijom od samog sebe... uostalom, pjesma je napisana i posvecena syd barrett-u... nikakva romantika... waters and gilmour se vjerovatno najeze od te interpretacije

zeno ovo je sight for sore eyes

pa slazem se i ja s tim stavom o interpretaciji sto opet ne znaci da necu na ovu temu priheftati totalno ne-jubavnicke pjesme, kad meni dodje moj jubavnicki mOOd

I want your hands on me
What I want, give me
You know I wanna please you
What I wanna do to you

You don't waste no time, do you?
You know I'm looking through you
Why you wanna tease me
I want you to come and please me

Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me

You know that I can thrill you
I want you call me to you
I wanna move, will you?
I really wanna feel you

Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me

Put your hands on me
Put your hands on me
Put your hands on me
Put your hands on me
Put your hands on me
Put your hands on me
Put your hands on me

Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me

Hands, gimme love
Hands, gimme loads
Hands, gimme love
Hands, gimme loads

I want your
Feelings
Gimme, yes

Aaahhhh

Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me

Hands, gimme love
Hands, gimme loads
Hands, gimme love
Hands, gimme loads

I want your
Feelings
Gimme, yes

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=37KrzGzg370

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K0fAgVPU ... re=related

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Whatever colors you have in your mind
I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile
Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile
His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean
And you're the best thing that he's ever seen

Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile
Why wait any longer for the world to begin
You can have your cake and eat it too
Why wait any longer for the one you love
When he's standing in front of you

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead
I long to see you in the morning light
I long to reach for you in the night
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead

callmethebreeeze wrote:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K0fAgVPU ... re=related

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Whatever colors you have in your mind
I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile
Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile
His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean
And you're the best thing that he's ever seen

Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile
Why wait any longer for the world to begin
You can have your cake and eat it too
Why wait any longer for the one you love
When he's standing in front of you

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead
I long to see you in the morning light
I long to reach for you in the night
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead

mi hejts

danas wrote:

callmethebreeeze wrote:

mi hejts

veze ti nemas;):D

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BbFsugUfats
Hear the lonesome whiperwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
Im so lonesome I could cry

Ive never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind a cloud
To hide its face and cry

Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves begin to die
That means hes lost the will to live
Im so lonesome I could cry

The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky
And as I wonder where you are
Im so lonesome I could cry

@danas, je l to uspaljotka?


ubleheeeeeeeeee

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k7iOtsFQDbU

ANJANI - NO ONE AFTER YOU


I danced with a lot of men
Fought in an ugly war
Gave my heart to a mountain
But I never loved before
I'm nervous when you turn away
My heart is always sore
Tuxedo gave me diamonds
But I never loved before

Been on the road forever
I'm always passing through
But you're my first love and my last
There is no one, no one after you

I've lived in many cities
From Paris to LA
I've known rags and riches
I'm a regular cliche
I tremble when you touch me
I want you more and more
I taught the Kama Sutra
But I never loved before

Been on the road forever
I'm always passing through
But you're my first love and my last
There is no one, no one after you

Thought I knew the facts of life
But now I know the score
Been around the block and back
But I never loved before

callmethebreeeze wrote:

danas wrote:

callmethebreeeze wrote:

mi hejts

veze ti nemas;):D

razvikana do umobolonosti haj turi sad sara ili angie

PS anais -- ma kontam daj ba nesto lively, dosta ovog patosa

danas wrote:

callmethebreeeze wrote:

danas wrote: mi hejts

veze ti nemas;):D

razvikana do umobolonosti haj turi sad sara ili angie

PS anais -- ma kontam daj ba nesto lively, dosta ovog patosa

hahahah. vjeruj da sma htio da stavim sarah, ali ima jedna super liveverzija sto imam na cd:u, ali sad bas necu

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YsUMwzbG ... re=related
evo vam jedan spot, zivahan.

callmethebreeeze wrote:

danas wrote:

callmethebreeeze wrote: veze ti nemas;):D

razvikana do umobolonosti haj turi sad sara ili angie

PS anais -- ma kontam daj ba nesto lively, dosta ovog patosa

hahahah. vjeruj da sma htio da stavim sarah, ali ima jedna super liveverzija sto imam na cd:u, ali sad bas necu

e jesi me zajebo

evo jos jedan, ali ovaj slusati samo poslije jacije:D
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hb37Nh_Sg4g

ne bih zelio da vas navodim na gresne misli pred spavanje, pa cemo pristaviti jedan crnjak:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bEwQbptSnAk
na zalost snimak je los, ali citav ovaj album (wrecking ball) vrijedi kupiti:

My life's an open book, you read it on the radio
We've got no where to hide, we got no where to go
But' if you still decide you want to take a ride

Meet me at the Wrecking ball
Wrecking Ball, I'll wear something pretty and white
And we'll go dancing tonight
Meet me at the Wrecking Ball
Wrecking Ball, I'll wear something pretty and white
And we'll go dancing tonight

I see smokey eyes right across the bar
I've seen that look before shining from star to star
Though I can't take that change
If you've got time for one dance

The restless line of cars goes stretching down the road
But I won't telephone cause you might say hello
What is it makes me feel this way
What is it makes me want to say

ispisacu se sa dvije dylanove pjesme u jednom clipu. nadam se da ove nisu previse komercijalne za danas

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iEYIsIQL5o8

mrnjaaaaaaaaaaau

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=viQWJUoRG50


EXTREME - MORE THAN WORDS


Saying "I love you"
Is not the words I want to hear from you
It's not that I want you
Not to say, but if you only knew how easy
It would be to show me how you feel

More than words
Is all you have to do to make it real
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
'Cause I'd already know

What would you do if my heart was torn in two?
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away?
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying "I love you"

More than words

Now that I've tried to talk to you
And make you understand
All you have to do is close your eyes
And just reach out your hands
And touch me
Hold me close, don't ever let me go
More than words
Is all I ever needed you to show
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
'Cause I'd already know

What would you do if my heart was torn in two?
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away?
Then you couldn't make things new
just by saying "I love you"

More than words
More than words

iako kazhu da dylan nije zdrav u ove rane jutarnje sate...



I'm walking through streets that are dead
Walking, walking with you in my head
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
And the clouds are weeping

Did I hear someone tell a lie?
Did I hear someone's distant cry?
I spoke like a child; you destroyed me with a smile
While I was sleeping

I'm sick of love but I'm in the thick of it
This kind of love I'm so sick of it

I see, I see lovers in the meadow
I see, I see silhouettes in the window
I watch them 'til they're gone
and they leave me hanging on
To a shadow

I'm sick of love; I hear the clock tick
This kind of love; I'm love sick

Sometimes the silence can be like the thunder
Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder
Could you ever be true?
I think of you
And I wonder

I'm sick of love; I wish I'd never met you
I'm sick of love; I'm trying to forget you
Just don't know what to do
I'd give anything to
Be with you

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

lady midnight wrote:iako kazhu da dylan nije zdrav u ove rane jutarnje sate...

tref i ja ga jutros slusah uz prvu jutarnju kaficu dodushe ne svojom vec voljom konobara