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21.03.2010., nedjelja

Tracy Chapman: In the Dark

Make me fumble
Make me fall
Make my heart stop and start
To tremble uncontrollably
Let my eyes see fear make desire
Keep those who long apart
Forbid the kiss
And leave us innocent
Of the things some do in the dark

The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark

Make me remember
Make me forget
Make my mind unable
To force the body to do its will
Let it be right for belief and denial
To share a space in the heart and leave us only to imagine
About the things some do in the dark

The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark

Make me pretend
Make me expect
Things can go and come to pass
Without trial or tribulation
Let this life space and time
Leave my body with permanent marks
Faded scars and lines
But not a single impression
Of the things some do in the dark

The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark

Let me be tempted
Let me be torn
But make my thoughts pure and not
Morally corrupt in form
Let us sleep tonight
Let innocence lie in our dreams and secret hearts
With burning desire
A need to know and do
The things some do in the dark

The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark

(In the Dark by Tracy Chapman)

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14.03.2010., nedjelja

Nina Simone - Black Is The Color Of My True Love's Hair

Black is the color of my true love's hair
His face so soft and wondrous fair
The purest eyes and the strongest hands
I love the ground on where he stands
I love the ground on where he stands

Black is the color of my true love's hair
Of my true love's hair
Of my true love's hair

Oh, I love my lover, and well he knows
Yes, I love the ground on where he goes
And still I hope that the time will come
When he and I will be as one
When he and I will be as one
When he and I will be as one

So black is the color of my true love's hair
Of my true love's hair
Of my true love's hair

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13.03.2010., subota

Skye Edwards (ex Morcheeba): Clock to stop

It's all good, it's alright
Cut the strings to the kite
Send it flying

Who's to say
What this means
There's some truth
In between
Where we're lying
Here's to happiness
Caving in on us

And the clock on the wall
Says it's quarter past going too well
As you go round again
Half way to heaven
You do a one-eighty for hell
What goes up comes down again
Falling, stumbling, crawling out of love
Tell the clock on the wall to stop

It's all good, it's okay
Something new
Thrown away in confusion

Now we know what this means
Things come clear after the dreams
And illusions
Here's to happiness
Caving in on us

And the clock on the wall
Says it's quarter past going too well
As you go round again
Half way to heaven
You do a one-eighty for hell
What goes up comes down again
Falling, stumbling, crawling out of love
Tell the clock on the wall to stop

And the clock on the wall
Says it's quarter past going too well
As you go round again
Half way to heaven
You do a one-eighty for hell
What goes up comes down again
Falling, stumbling, crawling out of love
Tell the clock on the wall to stop

When the clock on the wall
Says it's quarter past going too well
Will you go round again
Half way to heaven
You turn and head straight for hell
What goes up comes down again
Clock on the wall
Its quarter past going too well
And it goes round again
Round again, round again, round again...

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02.03.2010., utorak

Šaban Bajramović: I Barval Pudela

Šaban Bajramović (1936.-2008.)
kralj ciganskog džeza, soula i fada na balkanski način
Nekrolog u TIMES Online

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