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ovo je blog jednog malog djecaka koje voli fantasy,metal i izlaske
luka-jedan umiljati djecak koji ide samsnom u razred
vrlo dobro odgojen
legija ocaja-umilajti djecaci koji slusaj metal,
u njihovim redovima jeste kiki te mladi
djecak nadasve ljepog glasa
habek,te jos 8 umiljatih muskaraca
cmela-umiljata djevojka koja voli blind guardian
te power i folk metal,ima sminkersku frizuru(ha ha)
ella-jedna djevojka nadasve ljepog glasanja,
prije smo si bili dosta u redu,ali sada neznam,
nesto je poslo po zlu!
bado-ljep djecak,izrazito ljepe linije,svira bubnjeve
on je jekoa simpatican,ali cjelo vrijeme mi
nesto sere!(jao bado)..
pervan-takoder dobar djecak,ljepih nogu,jedina
mana mu je to sto je panker..(lol)
ana banana-jedna takoder nadasve umiljata djevojka,
koja slsua vrlo puno metala,i ima 120 gigabajta
glazbe
manjaks-uff..kako je taj djecak zanimljiv
igra wow na private serveru(lol),
te slusa death metal..
franka-jedna djeva koja osvaja srca vitezova..
gala-djevojcica koja ide samnom u razred i voli englesku..
josipa-jedna djevojka iz grada koja voli slusati grunge
Hammerfall:
first,mali info u meni.....bleh....
name:vanja(neithan)
starost:14 leta
sto ja volim:
-cure(niti ne tolko)
-metal
-kahvu
-fantasy
-igrati lotro te cod2
-pare(tko ne)
-crnu farbu
-maglu
-noc
..pruge..
..izlaziti..
-album nightfall in middle-earth
-album battalions of fear
-jos volim puno toga
what i hate
-prepotnte ljude
-gamad koja mislis da su svi pozeri
-ljudi koji bi se samo bili
-hipije(neznam zakaj)
-hip hopere(nisu mi najdrazi)
-morku travu
-puzeve..lol..
-mnogo toga k tome
slike:
Blind Guardian-the bard's song(imam taksu majcu)
BBB-ljepa slika
Ironforge-ljep grad u wowu
moj user acaunt na xfire(tu pise kaj igram i kolko)
3.dio 104 str.
Gandalf se nije ni pomaknuo.U tom istom trenu,
negdje otraga,u nekom dvorištu u gradu
zakukuriče pijetao.Zakukuriče jasno i glasno
ne mareči ni za kakve čarolije ni rat,pozdravljajuči
samo jutro što je visoko i daleko iznad sjena smrti
dolazilo sa zorom.Kao da mu se odaziva,
izdealeka dopre jedan zvuk.Rogovi,rogovi
rogovi.Odjekivali su po mračnim obroncima Mindolluina.
Veliki rogovi sa sjevera pomamno su se galsali.
Rohan je napokon stigao
(pisal sam v stihovima,radi toga da mi stane..)
..tekstovi..
iron maiden..the clansman..
Wake alone in the hills
With the wind in your face
It feels good to be proud
And be free and a race
That is part of a clan
And to live on highlands
And the air that you breathe
So pure and so clean
When alone on the hills
With the wind in your hair
With a longing to feel ..
Just to be free
Is it right to believe
In the need to be free
Its a time when you die
And without asking why
Cant you see what they do
They are grinding us down
They are taking our land
That belongs to the clans
Not alone with a dream
Just want to be free
With a need to belong
I am a clansman .....freedom
Its a time wrought with fear
Its a land wrought with change
Ancestors could hear
What is happening now
They would turn in their graves
They would all be ashamed
That the land of the free
Has been written in chains
And I know what I want
When the timing is right
Then Ill take what is mine
I am the clansman
And I swear to defend
And well fight to the end
And I swear that Ill never
Be taken alive
And I know that well stand
And well fight for our land
And I swear that my bairns will be born free
And I know what I want
When the timing is right
Then Ill take what I want
I am the clansman .....freedom
And I know what I want when the timing is right
Then Ill take what is mine I am the clansman
No, no we cant let them take anymore
No we cant let them take anymore
Weve the land of the free
Freedom
Is it right to believe
In the need to be free
Its a time when you die
And without asking why
Cant you see what they do
They are grinding us down
They are taking our land
That belongs to the clans
Not alone with a dream
Just want to be free
With a need to belong
I am a clansman
And I know what I want
When the timing is right
Then Ill take what is mine
I am the clansman ? ..freedom
..iron maiden...dream of mirrors..
Have you ever felt the future is the past, but you dont know how...?
A reflected dream of a captured time, is it really now, is it really happening?
Dont know why I feel this way, have I dreamt this time, this place?
Something vivid comes again into my mind
And I think Ive seen your face, seen this room, been in this place
Something vivid comes again into my mind
All my hopes and expectations, looking for an explanation
Have I found my destination? I just cant take no more
The dream is true, the dream is true
The dream is true, the dream is true
Think Ive heard your voice before, think Ive said these words before
Something makes me feel I just might lose my mind
Am I still inside my dream? is this a new reality
Something makes me feel that I have lost my mind
All my hopes and expectations, looking for an explanation
Coming to the realization that I cant see for sure
I only dream in black and white, I only dream cause Im alive
I only dream in black and white, to save me from myself
I only dream in black and white, I only dream cause Im alive
I only dream in black and white, please save me from myself
The dream is true, the dream is true
The dream is true, the dream is true
I get up put on the light, dreading the oncoming night
Scared to fall asleep and dream the dream again
Nothing that I contemplate, nothing that I can compare
To letting loose the demons deep inside my head
Dread to think what might be stirring, that my dream is reoccurring
Got to keep away from drifting, saving me from myself
I only dream in black and white, I only dream cause Im alive
I only dream in black and white, to save me from myself
I only dream in black and white, I only dream cause Im alive
I only dream in black and white, to save me from myself
Lost in a dream of mirrors, lost in a paradox
Lost and time is spinning, lost a nightmare I retrace
Lost a hell that I revisit, lost another time and place
Lost a parallel existence, lost a nightmare I retrace
I only dream in black and white, I only dream cause Im alive
I only dream in black and white, to save me from myself
I only dream in black and white, I only dream cause Im alive
I only dream in black and white, to save me from myself
I only dream in black and white, I only dream cause Im alive
I only dream in black and white, to save me from myself
I only dream in black and white, I only dream cause Im alive
I only dream in black and white, to save me from myself
The dream is true, the dream is true
The dream is true, the dream is true
..pink floyd...wish you were here..
so, so you think you can tell
heaven from hell,
blue skys from pain.
can you tell a green field
from a cold steel rail?
a smile from a veil?
do you think you can tell?
and did they get you to trade
your heros for ghosts?
hot ashes for trees?
hot air for a cool breeath
cold comfort for change?
and did you exchange
a walk on part in the war
for a lead role in a cage?
..blind guardian..the bard's song(in the forrest)..
Now you all know
The bards and their songs
When hours have gone by
I'll close my eyes
In a world far away
We may meet again
But now hear my song
About the dawn of the night
Let's sing the bards' song
Tomorrow will take us away
Far from home
Noone will ever know our names
But the bards' songs will remain
Tomorrow will take it away
The fear of today
It will be gone
Due to our magic songs
There's only one song
Left in my mind
Tales of a brave man
Who lived far from here
Now the bards' songs are over
And it's time to leave
No one should ask you for the name
Of the one
Who tells the story
Tomorrow will take us away
Far from home
No one will ever know our names
But the bards' songs will remain
Tomorrow all will be known
And you're not alone
So don't be afraid
In the dark and cold
'Cause the bards' songs will remain
They all will remain
In my thoughts and in my dreams
They're always in my mind
These songs of hobbits, dwarves and men
And elves come close your eyes
You can see them too
nem puno pisal..sam da sebi cestitam rocendan...danasmi je.....i manueli takoder...pa sretan ti rocenda,se najbolje!....onak...malo sam uredil......mislim na blog..bil sam danas u goricama kod ele,moral sam....eh,ti starci......kaj mores....
svima koji mrzite azru....porucejem,najdite si zivot....jer,meni je azra zakon,durickovic ja tebi ne vredam iron maiden..sorry. ena,javno se ispricavam radi oniog ispada na onom glupom blog,zajebaval sam se......i,da ne zaboravim,tocno 17.07.2006,u 22 h,blog bude premjesten na novu adresu,vjrojatno bude raideronthestorm.blog.hr....znam da kopiram velikog jima morrisona,sorry jim....usput za neznalice,to je pjevas the dorrsa,super je grupa......da i bob marley je super...no women no cry..definitivno zakon....pa dovidenja.....i evo vam jedna pjesma od azra,koja se izovidla na kraju svakog konecerta,a prije toga od the dorrsa raider on the storm...pozdrav.....i happy birshday manuela.....
RIDER ON THE STORM_The Doors
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house were born
Into this world were thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan
Riders on the storm
Theres a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet memory will die
Killer on the road, yeah
Girl ya gotta love your man
Girl ya gotta love your man
Take him by the hand
Make him understand
The world on you depends
Our life will never end
Gotta love your man, yeah
Wow!
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house were born
Into this world were thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out alone
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Odlazak u noć
uz tihu kletvu jurim kroz grad
kaput na ramenu normalna stvar
novine u ruci jučerašnji broj
ne izgledam lijepo briga me za to
zalazim u svaku birtiju
tamo trgnem vino rakiju
a onda žurim da ne zakasnim
i prije nego što se pozdravim s njom
dodirnut ću joj usne lagano
odlazimo zajedno u noć
ona želi da joj govorim tiho
da ne veličam svoje probleme
hoće da živi sa onim kog voli
gleda u druge a misli na mene
priznaje mi da je udata
da ne ljubi svoga čovjeka
a ja šutim mudro razmišljam
njeni prsti kao da traže krivca
samo lete oko moga lica
ma hajde ženo koji ti je vrag
diskretno šapućem spominjem kino
vani je tužno a unutra fino
skupe pare za dosadne sate
ne žalosti se srce mislim ja na te
kupuje mi tada kokice
kikiriki slane koštice
stvarno se trudi da mi ugodi
a oko nas sve neki gladni ljudi
šušte papiri odozada nam smrdi
jao gospode kako grozan film
o moj bože kako grozan film
jao gospode kako grozan film
ponoć se bliži predstava traje
sjedamo u kola idemo dalje
izvan grada ima parcela
lijepo mjesto na kraju sela
vodimo ljubav zagušljiv je zrak
snažno svijetlo pada ravno na nas
nije normalno pa to je vlak
grabim volan i dodajem gas
hladan znoj mi curkom nagriza vrat
paranoja bježimo u mrak
evo mene opet. malo dea se javim,i ostavim svoj pogled na filozoviju8 svijtea,i indirektno se obratiti nekim osoba,pa i postaviti filozoviju o nekim stvarima,primjerice,prestat biti doasadan.
nakon ovoga obrata na svijet,idemo dalje.....ovak,kod mene nikaj novoga,osim da sam pocel slusati punk..aha....THE CLASH & SEX PISTOLS,budu na kraju slike,ono,ljudi,idem ja sebi malo sloziti blog....nego,ovim putem cestitam sebi8 i manuELI,rodendan,makar bu mi za 2 tjedna,alui do onda valjda nem posta pisal..znate mene.....porucujem luki i onoj njegovoj imaganery,ili kak god,da si nabave icq,a ne se tam javno dopisivaju..mislim ono
.ne?
..onak,bil sam danas kod ivancica,ma nem vas stim zamarasl...dosadno je to......ljudi idu..aha..na sri lanku.....smrc
.jako smo si tuzni.....nebu ih 4 godine....ali posto je tamna promolu gradanski rat......tamilski tigrovi opet rade sranja.ma evo mali uvd kaj se tam dogada...dakle,sri lanka,mali otok pokraj indije....drzava na otoku..hmm. na sjeveru otoga su se pojavili tamilski tigrovi i sad oce sjeverni dio otoka za sebe..ma uglavnom..seru nest....budale......sad sam zaznal kam bum isel van dok bum na faksu v zgu...spominal sam se s tipom koji je 2 srednje na turninuru v sdtrelicarstvu,ono tiop je super......veli da se si skupljaju v ribnjaku,parku kod fontane..zna biti špo 1000 ljudi,od 76 razreda pa do faksa...niko se z nikim ne bije ni nikaj...tak bi trealo biti v cakovcu,a ne ova mala sredina..ljudi su jadni..ma pozabite....i ocem sima vama kaj se furate na metalce,slusajte hammerfall i takse grupe,an ssam koprn ili ti iron maiden,neam nikaj protiv vas,al slusajte vise nek jenu grupu....recimo,ja sam pocel punk slusati,a ne slusam jenu ili dbve grupe nek vise...duduse tek sam si cd pocel nabavljati,ali evo kaj slusam: THE CLASH,SEX PISTOL,KUD IDIOT,BAKTERIJE,HLADNO PIVO :p,VESELE MEDIMURCE :D, GOBLINe,idt.......ma glup sam...:D
slike:
AZRA
THE CLASH
THE CLASH:LONDON CALLING,inace,to je proglasen albumom stoljeca(20.st)
SEX PISTOLS
to bi bilo to za danas...eov,cujemo se dok bu mi e dalo....pozdrav
BY:fizikalac_bez pokrica