IF
If a picture paints a thousand words,
then why I can't paint you?
The words will never show the you I've some to know.
if a face could launce a thousand ships,
then where am I to go?
There's no one home but you, You're all that's left me too.
And when my love for life is running dry,
you come and pour yourself on me.
If a man could be two places at one time,
I'd be with you.
Tommorrow and today, beside you all the way.
If the world should stop revolving spinning slowly down to
die,
I'd spend the end with you. And when the world was through,
Then one by one the stars would all go out,
and you and I would simply fly away
(Ovim riječima nije potrebno ništa dodati, osim naravno glazbe....)
Jutros me presreo miris jasmina, htio se obući u tugu, već viđeno, dok se predomišljao mirišljavi ukrala sam mu nekoliko grančica i ponijela ga sobom. . večeras me iznenadio prerano procvjetali ljiljan u mom vrtu .. mirisi.. boje.. jutrom i večeri..
Dok se sunce borilo sa oblacima gore na nebu, koraci su mi se pomiješali sa stopama dviju srna, njih dvije zajedno, a tako same.. jedno nam je bilo zajedničko.. nismo pogledale na lijevu stranu ulice.. hrabrost ili.. stvar srca.. nikada nećemo znati..
možda gospodin Mjesec i njegove družice Padalice znaju.. a noći neću ti dati da mi ukradeš san..
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to je tamo gdje Dunav ljubi Nebo.. baš dobar dan.. ovaj petak dan poslije neradnog četvrtka.. 
