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25.11.2009., srijeda

Arizona Dream:In the death car (Emir Kusturica,Goran Bregović, Iggy Pop)

Cigani, Balkanci, Eskimi...svi sanjaju
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A howling wind is whistling in the night
My dog is growling in the dark
Something's pulling me outside
To ride around in circles
I know that you have got the time
'cause anything I want, you do
You'll take a ride through the strangers
Who don't understand how to feel
In the death car, we're alive
In the death car, we're alive

I'll let some air come in the window
Kind of wakes me up a little
I don't turn on the radio
'cause they play shit, like....You know
When your hand was down on my dick
It felt quite amazing
And now that, that is all over
All we've got is the silence
In the death car, we're alive
In the death car, we're alive
So come on mandolins, play

When I touched you
I felt that you still had your baby fat
And a little taste of baby's breath
Makes me forget about death
At your age you're still joking
It ain't time yet for the choking
So now we can see the movie and know each other truly
In the death car, we're alive
In the death car

- 14:29 - Komentari (3) - Isprintaj - #

Bilja Krstić: Jovano, Jovanke

Jovano, Jovanke,
Kraj Vardaro sediš mori,
Belo platno beliš,
Belo platno beliš dušo,
Se nagore gledaš.
Jovano, Jovanke,
Jas te tebe čekam mori,
Doma da mi dojdes,
A ti ne doadaš dušo,
Srce moje Jovano.
Jovano, Jovanke,
Tvojata majka mori,
Tebe ne te pušta,
So mene da dojdes dušo,
Srce moje Jovano.

- 01:25 - Komentari (0) - Isprintaj - #

12.11.2009., četvrtak

Tom Waits: Green Grass

Lay your head where my heart used to be
Hold the earth above me
Lay down in the green grass
Remember when you loved me
Come closer don't be shy
Stand beneath a rainy sky
The moon is over the rise
Think of me as a train goes by
Clear the thistles and brambles
Whistle 'Didn't He Ramble'
Now there's a bubble of me
And it's floating in thee
Stand in the shade of me
Things are now made of me
The weather vane will say...
It smells like rain today
God took the stars and he tossed 'em
Can't tell the birds from the blossoms
You'll never be free of me
He'll make a tree from me
Don't say good bye to me
Describe the sky to me
And if the sky falls, mark my words
We'll catch mocking birds
Lay your head where my heart used to be
Hold the earth above me
Lay down in the green grass
Remember when you loved me

(prijevod by Wall)
nasloni glavu gdje mi je bilo srce
zadrži zemlju iznad mene
polegni u zelenu travu
sjeti se,jednom si me voljela
priđi, ne budi stidljiva
zastani ispod kišnog neba
mjesec se diže gore, u zrak
misli na mene dok prolazi vlak
razmakni grmlje čička i kupina
zviždeći pjesmu o skitnicama
ja sam mjehur od sapunice
plutam unutar tebe
zastani unutar moje sjene
u stvarima načinjenim od mene
vjetrokaz na krovu reći će
miriše kao da kiša će
na nebu zvijezde razbacane
ptice od cvjetova ne raspoznajem
nikad se nećeš riješiti mene prvo
od mene će nastati drvo
nemoj mi nikada reći ‘zbogom’
opiši nebo koje je nad tobom
ako se nebesa sruše, zapamti
ulovit ćemo ptice-rugalice
nasloni glavu gdje mi je bilo srce
zadrži zemlju iznad mene
polegni u zelenu travu
sjeti se,jednom si me voljela

PS. Waitsova verzija pogađa u solarni pleksus, u kišne dane opasno je slušati Waitsa. Zato predlažem dva covera- nostalgični

i erotični

- 12:24 - Komentari (6) - Isprintaj - #

03.11.2009., utorak

Over the Rhine: All I need Is Everything!

Slow down. Hold still.
It's not as if it's a matter of will.
Someone's circling. Someone's moving
a little lower than the angels.
And it's got nothing to do with me.
The wind blows through the trees,
but if I look for it, it won't come.
I tense up. My mind goes numb.
There's nothing harder than learning how to receive.

Calm down. Be still.
We've got plenty of time to kill.
No hand writing on the wall:
just the voice that's in us all.
And you're whispering to me,
time to get up off my hands and knees,
'cause if I beg for it, it won't come.
I find nothing but table crumbs.
My hands are empty. God I've been naive.

All I need is everything.
Inside, outside, feel new skin.
All I need is everything.
Feel the slip and the grip of grace again.

Slow down. Hold still.
It's not as if it's a matter of will.
Someone's circling. Someone's moving
a little lower than the angels.
This voice calling me to you:
it's just barely coming through.
Still, I clearly hear my name.
I've been fingering the flame
like tomorrow's martyr.
It gets harder to believe.

All I need is everything.
Inside, outside, feel new skin.
All I need is everything.
Feel the slip and the grip of grace again.

So from now till kingdom come,
taste the words on the tip of my tongue.
'Cause we can't run truth out of town,
only force it underground.
The roots grow deeper
in ways we can't conceive.

All I need is everything.
Inside, outside feel new skin.
All I need is everything.
Feel the slip and the grip of grace again.

All I need is all I need

- 16:48 - Komentari (8) - Isprintaj - #

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