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slušam:uglavnom strano...RHCP,bon jovi,james blunt,kaiser chiefs,guns N roses i
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BON JOVI-Bed of roses
Sitting here wasted and wounded
At this old piano
Trying hard to capture
The moment this morning I don’t know
’cause a bottle of vodka
Is still lodged in my head
And some blond gave me nightmares
I think she’s still in my bed
As I dream about movies
They won’t make of me when I’m dead
With an ironclad fist I wake up and
French kiss the morning
While some marching band keeps
Its own beat in my head
While we’re talking
About all of the things that I long to believe
About love and the truth and
What you mean to me
And the truth is baby you’re all that I need
I want to lay you on a bed of roses
For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails
I want to be just as close as the holy ghost is
And lay you down on bed of roses
Well I’m so far away
That each step that I take is on my way home
A king’s ransom in dimes I’d given each night
Just to see through this payphone
Still I run out of time
Or it’s hard to get through
Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you
I’ll just close my eyes and whisper,
Baby blind love is true
I want to lay you down on a bed of roses
For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails
I want to be just as close as the holy ghost is
And lay you down on bed of roses
The hotel bar hangover whiskey’s gone dry
The barkeeper’s wig’s crooked
And she’s giving me the eye
I might have said yeah
But I laughed so hard I think I died
When you close your eyes
Know I’ll be thinking about you
While my mistress she calls me
To stand in her spotlight again
Tonite I won’t be alone
But you know that don’t
Mean I’m not lonely I’ve got nothing to prove
For it’s you that I’d die to defend
I want to lay you down on a bed of roses
For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails
I want to be just as close as the holy ghost is
And lay you down on bed of roses
RHCP-I Could Die for You
Something inside the cards
I know is right
Don't want to live
Somebody elses life
This is what I want to be
And this is what I give to you
Because I get it free
She smiles while I do my time
I could die for you
Oh this life I choose
I'm here to be your only go between
To tell you of the sights
These eyes have seen
What I really want to do is
Turn it into motion
Beauty that I can't abuse
You know that I'd use my senses to
You can see that
It's only everywhere
I'd take it all and then
I'd find a way to share
Come along and go
Along with me
Wander with me yo
It's all for free
I could die for you
What u wanna do
Oh this life I choose
Come again and tell me
Where you want to go
What it means to me
To be with you alone
Close the door and
No one has to know
How we are
Come along and go
Along with me
Wander with me yo
It's all for free
I could die for you
What u wanna do
Oh this life I choose
I could die for you
What u wanna do
Oh this life I choose
makes me wanna say
I could die for you
What u wanna do
Oh this life I choose
I could die for you
What u wanna do
Oh this life I choose
GUNS N ROSES-Sweet Child O' Mine
She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I'd stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry
Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine
She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by
Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o' mine
CRVENA JABUKA-Za sve ove godine
Jos je kod tebe
dobro i toplo
jos na uzivanje ti mirise soba
ali nikad dalja nisi bila mi
Kroz kolut plavog dima
vidim ti oci
i suze u njima
zatvori prozor, nocas ce padati
Refren:
A ti, ti bi
da me poljubis i da nazdravis
za sve ove godine
sto su te promjenile
za sve one poljupce
za sve sto mi dugujes
hoces opet, hoces da me napijes
Cigare su dogorjele
i rijeci vise nista ne znace
samo malo tihe muzike u sobi
Kroz kolut plavog dima
vidim ti oci
i suze u njima
zakljucaj vrata, necu se vratiti
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joj,evo i mene nakon dugo vremena...vjerojatno ste bili željni mojih postova,što se vidi i po broju komentara na starom......nije se baš puno toga dogodilo u ovih 20-ak dana...e da, bili smo u varaždinu,mada o tome sve imate na lucinom blogu, i ja ću iznest svoje doživljaje...
bilo je to za mene jedno predivno iskustvo...čim smo došli,razišli smo se po gradu,obišli ga par puta,igrali se u parku(dok su nam se klinci smijali),slikali se tamo-vamo,pjevali,glupirali se...otišli smo na Slobodu gdje su nas iznenadili Thompsonom...nakon njegova odlaska,smirili smo se i počela je misa...u jednom trenutku na krov je doletio golub,a malo poslije doveo još dvojicu frendova...sigurno znak s neba...počela je malo padat kiša,al sam ja na sreću imo kišobran......i tako je prošla misa,još smo malo ostali na stadionu i predvođeni paterom plesali i zabavljali se...
umorni do bola smo se smjestili po kućama...gadžu,šarića,burića(slavko) i mene su ugostili jedni druželjubivi i dobri ljudi...imaju dvoje djece(kćer i sina) ,starijii od nas...bilo je zabavno...u pola sedam nas je šarić probudio svojim divljanjem po kući...al dobro,ja sam ponovo zaspo...dok su oni s domačinom otišli u grad po namirnice,ja sam spavo ko ubijen...
kasnije je na red došla misa...ministrirali smo i zabavljali se uz lijepe,ali i tužne priće župa i zajednica koje su sudjelovale na euharistiji...kasnije smo se malo zabavili uz biljar,stolni nogomet,bubnjeve,pjesmu i ples,ali onda je došlo vrijeme rastanka...dobili smo blagoslov njihovog župnika i puni Duha Svetoga otišli u dobri, stari Zagreb...
na kraju, bilo je odlično,i jedva čekam sljedeći susret u Zadru za dvije godine...
to je to...
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i naravno pjesma...(očekujem više komentara nego na prošlom postu)
