Mada ne volim ovu Fani Stipković, jedno imamo zajedničko- želimo svijet bez bundi....
BTW Navodno je bundu nosila poslije ove kampanje, možda su to zli jezici, a možda ne... tko zna.. ona sigurno...
i još jedna, sa likom iz zabranjene, al' ne gledam to smeće.. ma važna je poruka....
Stvarno iz dana u dan se sve više čudim ljudima, koliko mogu bit pokvareni i zli... stvarno za svaku osudu....
Uništit ćemo se, al' meni neće biti krivo....
Što? traži se? Mislim da to nije nešto novo, uvijek primjetim nekog klošara, sa kakvom tetovažom i pircom, neobrijanog, prije od nekog metroseksualca....
Kod mene je to neobično - već instinktivno gledam samo takve dečke koje, mi plijene pažnju... iako je poznata (baš kod svih) moja zaluđenost njima, ipak to je neš očito dublje usađeno- jer ne znam što mi je- ajde nek budu geni.. mada mi stari nije bio nikakav rocker... ali je nekad zna bit otkačen... pa je mama zbog toga pala na njegov sirov šarm...
No, nemam pojma, možda slide show ( koji sam maznula od Ivice), će pojasnit eventualne neobjašnjive činjenice - moga neobičnog obožavanja- tih raščupanih, neobrijanih, ludih i spontanih stvorenja...
eh-tko će to znat?
BTW- slika u slide showu od Korna je jer sam bila na koncertu zbog frendice Zrinčy, zvane naravno Linkica al' mi nije žao... pusa malena...
O MENI: Moram ušutkati one, koji su protiv slobode govora! =)
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IME: V.
PREZIME:B
GODINE:18, 89'
VOLIM: zapravo glupo mi je nabrajat bendove i pjevače...slušam.. mamu povremeno.. a i mačku kad mjauče, i kad mi se tuče pod prozorom..ipak mi je nadraži zvuk gitare i bubnjeva..
dobre, pametne , proniciljive, oštroumne ljude, one koje me mogu isprovocirat, i koji me mogu naljutit, izbacit iz takta....
sladoled, more,kriminalistika,
csi: Las Vegas, Miami, New York
mrtvace, vampire,krv..
NE VOLIM: budale, rasiste, nacionaliste, primitivce, šoviniste....ukratko ljude
VOLILA BIH DA POSTOJI OVAKVO ORUŽJE-
KOJE UMJESTO METAKA, PUCA LJUBBBBBAAAAAVVVV!
A DIOS LE PIDO
Que mis ojos se despierten
con la luz de tu mirada yo
a Dios le pido
Que mi madre no se muera y
que mi padre me recuerde
a Dios le pido
Que te quedes a mi lado y que
mas nunca te me vayas mi vida
a Dios le pido
Que mi alma no descanse cuando
de amarte se trate mi cielo
a Dios le pido
Por los días que me quedan y la
s noches que aún no llegan yo
a Dios le pido
Por los hijos de mis hijos y los
hijos de tus hijos
a Dios le pido
Que mi pueblo no derrame tanta
sangre y se levante mi gente
a Dios le pido
Que mi alma no descanse cuando de
amarte se trate mi cielo
a Dios le pido
Un segundo más de vida para darte y
a tu lado para siempre yo quedarme
Un segundo más de vida para darte y m
i corazón entero entregarte
Un segundo más de vida yo a Dios le pido
Y que si me muero sea de amor
y si me enamoro sea de vos
y que de tu voz sea este corazón todos
los días a Dios le pido
Y que si me muero sea de amor
y si me enamoro sea de vos
y que de tu voz sea este corazón todo
s los días a Dios le pido
A Dios le pido
SHAKIRA » Estou Aqui
Eu sei que năo dá mais
tudo se passou
o tempo já ficou p'ra trás
Sei que nada vai voltar
ao que um dia foi
nunca se repetirá
Mil anos năo me bastarăo
para curar meu coraçăo
E agora estou aqui
querendo transformar
dormir e acordar
trocando a terra pelo mar
Sei que te deixei escapar
sei que te perdi
nada mais vai ser igual
Mil anos podem me bastar
para vocę me perdoar
Estou aqui e sem vocę
sonhando
entre fotos e cadernos
entre coisas que năo quero
e năo posso comprender
Estou enlouquecendo eu sei
andando nesta sua armadilha
troco a noite pelo dia porque
nada eu posso fazer
As cartas que escrivi
nunca te mandei
vocę năo quer saber de mim
Năo posso entender
a tonta que fui
é questăo de tempo e fé
Mil anos e outros mil mais
săo suficientes para amar
Estou aqui e sem vocę
sonhando
entre fotos e cadernos
entre coisas que năo quero
e năo posso comprender
Estou enlouquecendo eu sei
andando nesta sua armadilha
troco a noite pelo dia porque
Estou aqui e sem vocę
sonhando
entre fotos e cadernos
entre coisas que năo quero porque
Estou enlouquecendo eu sei
andando nesta sua armadilha
troco a noite pelo dia porque
Se vocę ainda pensa em mim
É porque vivo por vocę
Rasmus
» Not Like The Other Girls
No more blame I am destined
to keep you sane
Gotta rescue the flame
Gotta rescue the flame in
your heart
No more blood, I will be there for
you my love
I will stand by your side
The world has forsaken my girl
I should have seen it would be this
way
I should have known from the start
what she's up to
When you have loved and you've l
ost someone
You know what it feels like to lose
She's fading away
Away from this world
Drifting like a feather
She's not like the other girls
She lives in the clouds
And talks to the birds
Hopeless little one
She's not like the other girls
I know
No more shame, she has felt to
o much pain, in her life
In her mind she's repeating the
words
All the love you put out will return
to you
I should have seen it would be t
his way
I should have known from the start
what she's up to
When you have loved and you've los
t someone close to you
You know what it feels like to lose
She's fading away
Away from this world
Drifting like a feather
She's not like the other girls
She lives in the clouds
And talks to the birds
Hopeless little one
She's not like the othe
r girls I know
She's fading away
Away from this world
Drifting like a feather
She's not like the other
girls
She lives in the clouds
And talks to the birds
Hopeless little one
She's not like the other gir
ls I know
SHAKIRA » Tu
Te regalo mi cintura,
y mis labios para cuando
quieras besar, aah aahh
Te regalo mi locura,
y las pocas neuronas que
quedan ya...
Mis zapatos desteńidos,
el diario en el que escribo,
te doy hasta mis suspiros,
pero no te vayas más...
Porque eres tú mi sol,
la fé con que vivo,
la potencia de mi voz,
los pies con que camino,
eres tú, amor, mis ganas de reír,
el adiós que no sabré decir,
porque nunca podré vivir...
sin tí...
Si algún día decidieras
alejarte nuevamente de aquí
.. aah aahh
cerraría cada puerta para qu
e nunca pudieras salir..
Te regalo mi silencio,
te regalo mi nariz,
yo te doy hasta mis huesos,
pero quedate aquí..
Porque eres tú mi sol,
la fé con que vivo,
la potencia de mi voz,
los pies con que camino,
eres tú, amor, mis ganas de reír,
el adiós que no sabré decir,
porque nunca podré vivir...
Oooooh...
RASMUS » Can't Stop Me
Time to laughter but
you know the answer
Who will be the one
To finally stand up and take
a chance
'Cause life has just begun
And I don't need the TV
I don't need the shotgun
I don't have to run I can
reach you
I'll follow the feeling
Swallow the meaning
I don't have to run if I
need you
I can reach you
CHORUS:
I will do what I feel like
Hey, can't stop me now
I will do what I feel like
Hey, can't stop me now
I will do what I feel like
I don't need to rule ya
I don't have to fool ya
I've got nothing to prove
I can reach you from here
Swallow the shotgun
Show you the meaning
I don't wanna deal with
the feelings of fear
CHORUS:
I own my cloud
The only one
I'll be alone
And from now on
I don't need the TV
I don't need the shotgun
Hey, I will do what I feel like
Follow the feeling
Swallow the meaning
Do what I feel like hey,
Do what I feel like hey,
I will do what I feel like
RASMUS » Funeral Song
I dumped you again
I don't understand
It's happened before
Can't take it no more
These foolish games
Always end up in
confusion
I'll take you back
Just to leave you once
again
I died in my dreams
What's that supposed
to mean?
Got lost in the fire
I died in my dreams
Reaching out for your
hand
My fatal desire
I've failed you again
'Cause I let you stay
I used to pretend
That I felt ok
Just one big lie
Such a perfect illusion
I made you mine
Just to hurt you once
again
I died in my dreams
What's that supposed
to mean?
Got lost in the fire
I died in my dreams
Reaching out for your
hand
My fatal desire