.quoted{margin: 0;padding: 0px 10px 0px 10px;margin: 15px 0px 15px 0px;border-left: 6px solid #fff;border-right: 6px solid #cccccc;color: #fff;} -->
< | svibanj, 2007 | > | ||||
P | U | S | Č | P | S | N |
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | |
7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 |
14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 |
21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 |
28 | 29 | 30 | 31 |
Dnevnik.hr
Gol.hr
Zadovoljna.hr
Novaplus.hr
NovaTV.hr
DomaTV.hr
Mojamini.tv
I don't worry about nothin' no
Cause worryin's a waste of my f****** time
-Ana
Sašek
Kikica
Edo-LoL
LoLa
Mateja
*Bendovi koje slušam:
Altaria
Avantasia
Blind Guardian
Demonds&Wizards
Edguy
Elvenking
Grave Digger
Hammerfall
Helloween
Iron Maiden
Judas Priest
Korpiklaani
Lost Horizon
Power Quest
Rhapsody
Sabaton
Savage Circus
Sonata Arctica
Thunderston*
The Wanderer-Elvenking
A slight call afar is tempting me
Like a whisper sweet or an awful scream
I cannot ignore what I've always been
I am leaving again - one last time?
Laid on the pale scythe of the Moon
I play with stars around me
The elvendom is now calling out my name
My fairy and I are wandering through times
And stories forgotten, some old fairytales
Of wizards of Oz, of lost keys and gardens
Hiding secret doors that lead to a dream
For those who believe there's always a door to get in
A slight call afar is tempting me
Like a whisper sweet or an awful scream
I cannot ignore what I've always been
I am leaving again - one last time?
In my little kingdom I can be what I really
Wanted to be - The wanderer
I'm hearing scratches at my door
Somebody wants me again
Some little creatures will be my fellows
My demon and I are playing
Some wicked games I should not play, not fair to be played
Don't tell anyone the place where I'm going
'cause they won't believe - This time I don't know
If I'll ever return, say goodbye for me to my home
A slight call afar is tempting me
Like a whisper sweet or an awful scream
I cannot ignore what I've always been
I am leaving again - one last time?
In my little kingdom I can be what I really
Wanted to be - The wanderer
ah...neznam kaj pisati...jednostavno nemam volje....sve je tak...eh...neznam...
shvatila sa da neke ljude nisam dovoljno cjenila i sad dok sam napravila glupost,
tek sad sam shvatila koliko su onu zapravo dobri...i sad mi je jako krivo...
neznam...sama sam si kriva za neke postupke...sad bi htjela to promjeniti..
ali....prekasno je...neznam...sve mi se čini tako crno...ne da sam neki emo...
ali tak je....
i sad slušam Dark Moor-Green Eyes....zakon pjesma....ljepa...mirna...
to mi paše....u zadnje vrijeme samo tak nekaj slušam....i dobila sam užasno
puno power metla..hvala Novica....i koncerta od sonate arctice i novi
album Unia....zakon je...ah...baš sam ponosna...nabavila sam si puno
toga prije ane...haha....i sonatu...lol...eh....idem...papa
Green eyes
Like a beam of the sun
That, swift, hides while it runs
Within the white foam
Green eyes
Your glance burned my chest
The desire of the quest
Of some eyes like those
......
EDIT:
spot od sonate s novog albuma...