Sve je dobro što se svrši vanka
subota, 17.12.2005.
Jesen stiže dunjo moja
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Da bar. Van je zima da ne može bit zimlja. Jutros ko neka kiša, a sad imam osječaj da je snig nošen burom ono što lije po mojim prozorima. Uh opet neko pjesničko raspoloženje, nije odavno. A šta ću kad ne znam šta sa sobom. Sad mi je onaj dugi vikend u trajanju od 5 dana, van zadnja mečava na tv-u ništa i dosadno mi je za pop.....! Ide mi se kući. Kupila san cilu vriću poklona za svakog člana obitelji tako da ne znam kako ću ih prinit. Možda budem morala iznajmit kakve saonice pa ko did mraz hehe. Vidiš koliko mi je dosadno počela sam pisat pizdarije. No ok. dosta. Van je kiša, unutra toplo......a između? Živili To the moon and back She's taking her time making up the reasons To justify all the hurt inside Guess she knows from the smiles and the look in their eyes Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one They're saying Mama never loved her much And daddy never keeps in touch That's why she shies away from human affection But somewhere in a private place She packs her bags for outer space And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot To come (and she'll say to him) She's saying I would fly to the moon and back If you'll be if you'll be my baby Got a ticket for a world where we belong So would you be my baby Ooh-ooh She can't remember a time When she felt needed If love was red then she was colour-blind All her friends they've been tried for treason And crimes that were never defined She's saying Love is like a barren place And reaching out for human faith is Is like a journey I just don't have a map for So baby gonna take a dive and push the shift to overdrive Send a signal that she's hanging all her hopes on the stars (What a pleasant dream) just saying I would fly to the moon and back If you'll be if you'll be my baby Got a ticket for a world where we belong So would you be my baby Mamma never loved her much And daddy never keeps in touch That's why she shies away from human affection But somewhere in a private place She packs her bags for outer space And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot To come (and she'll say to him) She's saying I would fly to the moon and back If you'll be if you'll be my baby Got a ticket for a world where we belong So would you be my baby |
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Svašta nešto Opet sreću nismo našl od nas dvoje kom je teže sada samo kraj se sluti ipak još nas nešto veže. I kad zadnji brod nam ode kad nas izda samo glas ti ćeš znati, ti ćeš znati da u tebi tražim spas Ti si pjesma moje duše ti si bol u srcu mom ne daj da ti tuge sruše onaj sjaj u oku tvom Ti si pjesma moje duše ti si želja moga sna i ne mogu još da shvatim da bez tebe moram ja. Opet lažem samu sebe ne dam želji da se budi ovo ludo srce sanja da se pokraj tebe budi. I kad zadnji brod nam ode kad nas izda samo glas ti ćeš znati, ti ćeš znati da u tebi tražim spas. Ti si pjesma moje duše ti si želja moga sna i ne mogu još da shvatim da bez tebe moram ja. Vi prekrasni ljudi sa vama mogu cijelu noć biti budna i sanjati na nogama Vi prekrasni ljudi vi ste sve što imam ja.... The ones who make you cry don't deserve your tears The ones who deserve them won't make you cry **** Očito je jako teško kad čovjek voli nekoga tko ga više ne voli. al je neusporedivo teže kad vas još uvijek voli netko koga vi više ne volite *** Šutite prijetalji moji ne spominjite mi njegovo ime on me volio nije i neka zaboravi me. Ne želim da se vrati i da zauvijek ostane tu jer znam da i uz mene on bi volio nju. Šutite molim vas sada ne govorite tako glasno voljela sam ga i volim ga i njemu je to jasno. Self esteem I wrote her off for the tenth time today And practiced all the things I would say But she came over I lost my nerve I took her back and made her desert. Now I know I’m being used But that’s O.K. man couse I like the abuse I know she’s playing with me That’s O.K. couse I got no self esteem. We make plans to go out at night I wait till 2 then I turn out the light All this rejecton’s got me so low She keeps it up I might just tell her so. When she’s saying that she wants only me then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends When she’s saying that I’m like a disease Then I wonder how much more I can spend Well I guess I should stick up for myself But I really think it’s better this way The more you suffer The more it shows you really care........... Right? Now I’ll relate this little bit That happens more than I’d like to admit Late at night she knocks on my door Drunk again and looking to score I know I should say no But that’s kind of hard when she’s ready to go I may be dumb but I’m not a dweeb I’m just a sucker with no self esteem. |
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