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utorak, 07.12.2004.

sad mi se ne da pisat, pa evo jedna dobra pisma...

Seasons In The Sun

Goodbye to you my trusted friend
We've known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we've climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and ABC's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
Goodbye, my friend, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air
Pretty girls are everywhere
Think of me and I'll be there

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time

Goodbye Papa, please pray for me
I was the black sheep of the family
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how I got along

Goodbye Papa, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air
Little children everywhere
When you'll see them, I'll be there

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons, have all gone

Goodbye Michelle, my little one
You gave me love, and helped me find the sun
And everytime that I was down
You would always come around
Get my feet back on the ground

Goodbye Michelle, it' s hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air
With the flowers everywhere
I wish that we could both be there

All our lives we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the stars we could reach
Were just starfish on the beach

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons, have all gone
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons, have all gone

...i jedno pitanje...
Zašto je uvik lakše rješavat tuđe probleme nego svoje?
...bar mi ljudi živimo u takvoj zabludi...

evo još jedna pisma, da pokuša reći ono što ja ne mogu...:))

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
"No, oh no not me,
I did it my way".

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!

I'm laughing...:))

- 23:35 - prosvijetli me:) (4) - troši papir uzalud:) - link posta...ako te baš zanima...:)

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