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nedjelja, 07.11.2004.
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neki dan ja nešto tražio po sobi, pa pomislija, zašto ne bi ja ode stavio neke slikice... pa evo nekoliko takvih... jedna baš lijepa razglednica...i neću vam reć šta piše s druge strane :-P  ovo mi je moja bivša jednom nacrtala...i sad recite da ne crta lipo...:)  ovo mi je, još u prvom srednje, nepoznata osoba ubacila u torbu... baš mi se svidilo...  ako se ne vidi dobro...evo šta piše... Ti, ti možeš drugoj u zagrljaj pasti, i drhtat poput morske pjene... al kad budeš na vrhuncu strasti gledat ćeš nju, a voljeti mene ne da mi se više skenirat... možda sutra stavim još koju... sad iden gledat televiziju, sad će brzo zvjezdane staze... je da se sutra ujutro moran rano dizat jer još nismo napravili stepenice, ali heh, pa moran gledat zvjezdane staze... p.s. sretan put nekome ko je sad vjerojatno na putu za berlin...uživaj... :-* |
- 23:40 - prosvijetli me:) (4) - troši papir uzalud:) - link posta...ako te baš zanima...:)
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Wind of change
I follow the Moskva / down to Gorky Park listening to the wind of change An August-summernight, / soldiers passing by listening to the wind of change.The world is closing in, / did you ever think that we could be so close, like it brothers? The future’s in the air / I can feel it everywhere blowing with the wind of change. Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night,where the children of tomorrow dream away in the wind of change. Walking down the street. / Distant memories ate burried in the past forever. I follow the Moskva / down to Gorky Park listening to the wind of change Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night,where the children of tomorrow share their dreams with you and me. / Take ma to the magic... The wind of change blows straight into the face of time, like a stormwind that will ring the freedom bell / for peace of mind. Let your Balalaika sing what my guitar wants to say Take me to the magic...