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You Owe Me Nothing In Return

Alanis Morissette pjevuši u pozadini... dan je juče počeo preidilično za moj ukus - šef otišao za Francusku, na poslu se slavilo rođenje nekog djeteta - mada je razlog nebitan, važno je da se slavi... i na samom kraju šetnja po gradu s Hinjom (mojom polovnjačom)... i usputno nalijetanje na Red!

Red je sad u vezi. Ima nekog simpa boy-a uz sebe i šepuri se gradom. Ma mislim znam da pretjerujem, simpa su par i to je to. Ali jednostavno nešto mi sve to nije sjelo. Parče pizza-e, dim cigarete i jedna kisela i pozdrav s Hinjom.

Kad sam došao u stan, smoren poslom i obavezama, načinio sam kardinalnu grešku: Lena Marlin je započela epohu - Alanis Morissette ju je završila. Dva sata sjedenja uz laptop i slušanja You Owe Me Nothing In Return. Jednostavno sam otišao kod Hinje s namjerom da raskinem... mi jednostavno ne funkcionišemo kao par, prije kao prijatelji.

Žao mi je te osobe, mislim da nisam ispao baš ok, ali ovako je više fer za oboje. Ne želim da budem u vezi i da se pitam zašto smo zajedno, ko je kome zamjena i za šta. Nećemo ostati prijatelji, nećemo se pozdravljati na ulici, ne želi ništa moje...

Ne slažem se s tim, ali poštujem...

I’ll give you careless amounts of out right
Acceptance if you want it. I’ll give you
Encouragement to choose the path you want if you need it.

You can speak of anger and doubts,
Your fears and freak-outs and I’ll hold it.
You can share your so-called
Shamefilled accounts of times in your life and I won’t judge it.

And there are no strings attached,
You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give.
You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have.
I give you thanks for receiving, it’s my privilege,
And you owe me nothing in return.

You can ask for space for yourself
And only yourself and I’ll grant it.
You can ask for freedom as was
Or time to revel and you’ll have it.

You can ask to live by yourself
Or love someone else and I’ll support it.
You can ask for anything you want
Anything at all and I’ll understand it.

I bet you’re wondering when
The next payback you’ll eventually drop.
I bet you’re wondering when my conditions or policies will force you to cough up.
I bet you’re wondering how far you now have danced moved back into dead.

This is the only kind of love
As I understand it that there really is.
You can express your deepest of thruths
Even if it means I’ll lose you and I’ll hear it.

You can fall into the abyss
On the way to your bliss
And I’ll empathize with.
You can’t say that you’ll have to skip town
To chase your passion and I’ll hear it.
You can leave and hit rock bottom have a mid-life chrisis and I’ll hold it.


Post je objavljen 30.10.2005. u 18:37 sati.