2nd -Tko je tu lud?-

Zašto bih bila iživcirana?

Možda zbog lijepih stvari koje svakodnevno doživljavam

PRVI PRIMJER... –inkasator-

Oprala ja kosu i obućem se u pidžamu i to ono,za po kući
(dva br. manju, uflekanu itd...)

Zvoni netko na vrata

Moja mila majka čisti mrkvu i uzela si je neke rukavice da joj
ruke ne oboja mrkva.

Ona će meni da otvorim vrata...

Sa mene kaplje, ja u pidžami i još mi je zima

Nema šanse da ja otvorim vrata

Kažem ja njoj da ona otvori jer je njoj lakše

Ne, ne može ona sada, ona radi

Otvorim ja, a ono glupi inkasator

Kažem ja to kraljici mrkve, a ona meni da ja platim

Ništa, pokupim ja proklete novce, dam ih, kažem joj da
ona dođe pokupiti ostatak i odem

Ostavim vrata otvorena

Ne čujem ništa i zaključujem da ona još nema
namjeru pokupit novac od inkasatora

Nakon izvjesnog vremena, smislila se ona i
pokupila ostatak

Otišao inkasator

Dolazi ona k meni u sobu

''Kako ti možeš tako otići kad ti ja nešto kažem,
meni su ruke pune posla, a tebi je teško platiti''

Daj molim te...

Kažem ja njoj sve onako kako je.......

Da je meni kosa mokra,da sam u toj groznoj
pidžami,da mi je zima i da mi ne treba da me još
propuh uhvati

Htjela je još nešto reći,ali sam ju prekinula

Kažem da je njoj bio najmanji problem javiti se

Sve što je trebala je samo skinuti rukavice

Šuti ona i samo bubne ''Ajd dobro''

A u međuvremenu me izvozala k'o budalu

DRUGI PRIMJER... –što se da, to se više ne vraća-

Moja baka

Opsjednuta stvarima

Meni je još prije poklonila prsten s akvamarinom

Bio mi je velik, a to je i skup prsten da ga
nosim (kao da bih ga uopće nosila)

Rodila se mom bratiću kćer

Dolazi baka kod nas u goste jedan dan i spomenemo
moju polu-nećakinju

Pita me nosim li ja onaj prsten s akvamarinom

Dok sam se ja sjetila koji prsten...

Kažem joj da ga ne nosim

Pa kako to?

Kažem joj da mi on nije za nositi jer je svečan
i ne odgovara mi

Gleda me kao da pričam kineski

Mislila sam onda da mi ga vratiš i da ga dam
kad budemo išli u babinje-zato sam pitala

I to mi je baka...?????


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In joy and sorrow

Oh girl we are the same
we are young and lost and so afraid
there's no cure for the pain
no shelter from the rain
All our prayers seem to fail

In joy and sorrow my home's in your arms
in world so hollow
it is breaking my heart
in joy and sorrow my home's in your amrs
in world so hollow
it is breaking my heart

Oh girl we are the same
we are strong and blessed and so brave
with souls to be saved
and faith regained
all our tears wipe away

In joy and sorrow my home's in your arms
in world so hollow
it is breaking my heart
in joy and sorrow my home's in your arms
in world so hollow
it is breaking my heart

In joy and sorrow my home's in your arms
in world so hollow
it is breaking my heart
in joy and sorrow my home's in your arms
in world so hollow
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Meni jedna posebno draga pjesma od Sonate Arctice

Misplaced

Sometimes I feel so out of time and place,
trapped in a maze
As if I was lost in someone else's life...
The values I should keep in high regard don't mean a thing to me

Do you ever feel a need to go back in time?
A dream of mine...
To travel far away and one day steal back my life
In the end all I can do is to learn I live in a dreamland

This time was not made for me,
I have nowhere to land, no place to rest,
Like a bird, without a nest, I'm gliding
Under the clouds, forevermore

How much suffocated anxiety can be held within?
I was found guilty to a crime against myself
No need to hear the words again,
I live and I'd die for my dreamland

This time was not made for me,
I have nowhere to land, no place to rest,
Like a bird, without a nest, I'm gliding
Under the clouds, forevermore

I'll never have a chance,
I can't understand
I'm a misplaced man
How could this backward land
Learn to understand my dance?
What it's like, when
Every single smile hurts...

I have never felt like home here
Always missing something
People aren't connecting
Am I a misplaced soul?

I live in a perfect Hell,
I try finding my wishing well
When I drop my last tear,
I have accepted this life

A true saint, that I am not,
You have never seen me
'Cause I have always been there,
Standing by your side

I'll never have a chance,
I can't understand
I'm a misplaced man
How could this backward land
Learn to understand my dance?
What it's like, when

Every single moment pains me...
Never felt like home here
I am missing something
My soul's in a wrong shell?

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