I have often told you stories About the way I lived the life of a drifter Waiting for the day When I'd take your hand And sing you songs Then maybe you would say Come lay with me love me And I would surely stay But I feel I'm growing older And the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound Of a windmill goin' 'round I guess I'll always be A soldier of fortune Many times I've been a traveller I looked for something new In days of old When nights were cold I wandered without you But those days I thougt my eyes Had seen you standing near Though blindness is confusing It shows that you're not here Now I feel I'm growing older And the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound Of a windmill goin' 'round I guess I'll always be A soldier of fortune Yes, I can hear the sound Of a windmill goin' 'round I guess I'll always be A soldier of fortune by: Blackmore/Coverdale |
"...iako nije važno stići nego krenuti i cilj je samo izlika slabima, volio bih doći kamo sam krenuo i naći što sam tražio..." URIAH HEEP -july morning- live There I was on a July morning Looking for love With the strength Of a new day dawning And the beautiful sun At the sound Of the first bird singing I was leaving for home With the storm And the night behind me And a road of my own With the day came the resolution I'll be looking for you I was looking for love In the strangest places Wasn't a stone That I left unturned Must have tried more Than a thousand faces But not one was aware Of the fire that burned In my heart, in my mind, in my soul There I was on a July morning I was looking for love With the strength Of a new day dawning And the beautiful sun And at the sound Of the first bird singing I was leaving for home With the storm And the night behind me Yeah, and a road of my own.. |
Neil Young - Heart Of Gold bio sam kopač u potrazi za srcem od zlata, a sve ono što nikad ne pokazujem i dalje me drži u potrazi za srcem od zlata. i polako postajem stariji.. by: Neil Young |
svaki put kad razmišljamo o tuđim sudbinama, doživljajima nama dalekih, nepoznatih ljudi, uvijek pomalo tražimo sebe u tome svemu. želimo da utvrdimo sličnosti, razlike.. pitamo se šta bi mi sami učinili da smo se našli u ovoj ili onoj situaciji. i uvijek smo pomalo bahati-ma mi bi to sigurno pametnije riješili! da! zavidimo drugima na avanturama.. ili nas užasavaju tuđe nesreće. i često nam se otme uzdah olakšanja što nas je njihova sudbina mimoišla. čini nam se da je taj život drugoga toliko nestvaran, da ne može biti istina.. ali ne. dogode se stvari koje nam otvore oči, pa shvatimo da je to i naš život.. ..nema vremena za bolju budućnost nema vremena da predahneš nema vremena da živiš još jednom nitko više nije mlad ma hajde, mrdni već jednom ma hajde, pokreni se ma hajde, učini nešto ma hajde.. uradi nešto, to je tvoja dužnost mnogo toga znaš.. by: Džoni Štulić |
zajednički ručak, obiteljska povezanost. odlazak na ušće, koja partija buća.. nedilja.. Go to ImageShack® to Create your own Slideshow |
jutro je. još jedno od onakvih. kada je prokleto teško popiti prvu kavu, jer je piješ sam.. svi oni momenti sreće, iskrena lica, još pospana, neumivena.. i ono: dobro jutro ljube.. sve se to čini kao zauvijek. odakle nam pravo da mislimo da će uvijek biti tako?? Leonard Cohen - In My Secret Life razmišljam.. mjesta gdje se odmaram od razmišljanja su rijetka. i tiha.. ponekad razmišljam glasno. ponekad opet u lagodnoj odsutnosti smisla. legnem na pod i onda lijeno i ravnomjerno dišem, rastjerujem dahom fini, prašinasti svijet. tek kada ogladnim, konačno shvaćam svoje pravo tijelo. i počinjem ponovo razmišljati.. jedan od neizbježnih zvukova je bilo na ruci. slušam ga i čujem njegov spori blues. slušam opet.. u tom zvuku prolaze riječi, vrijeme, prostor, san.. |
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