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ponedjeljak, 30.07.2007.

okus soli

pred tvojim vratima
opet tuge proteklih noći
krhotine onih dana
nošene znakovima života
i jedna klupa bez snova
na travi bez kiše
pored cvijeća bez čuvara

ostavljaš me i ovaj put jer nisi tu
otišao si bez mene
pa što ako sam ja otišla od tebe
nadanja još lutaju samo
da ćemo se možda srest
na križanju jadranske ceste

i ako mi se ne vratiš
ja ću te potražiti
u okovima tvoga grada
utvrde od kamenja gdje te čeka druga
jer si još moj okus soli

i slasti
i gorčine
i mjesečine
i podneva

jer te nosim
pod krpicama svojim
pod kožom mojom

jer si ušao u mene
kao

lopov

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nedjelja, 29.07.2007.

Za dušu...


Deep Purple - Soldier Of Fortune

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




Hot Chocolate - Emma

We were together since we were five
She was so pretty
Emma was a star in everyone's eyes
And when she said she'd be a movie queen
Nobody laughed
A face like an angel
She could be anything

Emmaline
Emma, Emmaline
I'm gonna write your name high on that silver screen
Emmaline
Emma, Emmaline
I'm gonna make you the biggest star this world has ever seen

At seventeen we were wed
I'd work day and night
To earn our daily bread
And every day Emma would go out
Searching for that play
That never, ever came her way
You know sometimes she'd come home
So depressed
I'd hear her crying in the back room
Feel so distressed
And I'd remember back when she was five
To the words that used to make
Emmaline come alive
It was :
"Emmaline,
Emma, Emmaline,
I'm gonna write your name high on that silver screen.
Emmaline,
Emma, Emmaline
I'm gonna make you the biggest star this world has ever seen."

It was a cold and dark December night
When I opened up the bedroom door
To find her lying still and cold
Upon the bed
A love letter lying on the bedroom floor
It read :
"Darling I love you,
But I just can't keep on living on dreams no more.
I tried so very hard not to leave you alone.
I just can't keep on trying no more."

Emmaline ...
aaargh, Emmaline ...



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