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ella vam želi...
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kissy-kissy...
ella vam želi...
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kissy-kissy...
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*i'm mihaell@..tak mi bar piše v domovnici il v rodnome listu...
*svi koji me znaju me zovu ella...why?neznam,tak me zoveju još od kad sam ne znala za sebe...
*roda me donjela na prvi may 'devedeset i prve na ovaj crazy world...
*točnije v Čakovec...i to v bolnicu[!?]...za par dana su me premjestili v Selnicu i tu već živim punih 16 let...čak i više...
*pred godinu i pol mi se ftrglo v glavi i upisala sam se v gimnaziju i to v čakovec...
*i ve trenutno hodam u 2.e crazy razred...
*ipak radim nekaj pametno...bežim po šumama s kartom i kompasom i tražim narančastobijele zastavice...
čitaj: bavim se orjntacijskim trčanjem...
*ponekad [čitaj:često] mi se ftrgne v glavi pa postanem čudna...
*not free... i'm in love... crazy...
*po izgledu mala, smeđa, zelenoplavooka, čudna...
*večim djelom duše rockerica... you rock!...
*jedna mala koja nebre zmisliti srpsku glazbu btw.ak se to opće i more nazvati glazbom....
*vele da imam smisla za humor...al to su posebni trenuci...
*u večini slučajeva se,kak bi se po domačim reklo, "zlevlem"...
*cura koja ne izlazi baš često jer joj se neda...
*po prirodi, ljena...
*ja sam netko tko voli biti iskren i tko mrzi laži...
*netko tko voli spavati...i mrzi kad joj netko prekida sne...
*netko tko voli "Gospodara prstenova"...
*jedna mala koja voli pumu u bilo kojem smislu...
*i jedna koja voli more,lazanje,tigrove i ruže...
*i jedna koja voli blacky-a...
*i koja obožava gunse...
*i jedna mala koja je već nezna kaj bi napisala o sebi...
*a životni moto joj je...
*ak već baš nebrete živeti a ka me nekaj ne pitate pišite mi na
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Deko & ella
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klarchi & ja...
ja i moja sekica magdalena
divite se mojoj umjetnosti...
to je ono kaj voŁlim...
Plavi Orkestar
:::Ustani voljena sejo:::
Ustani, ustani sejo
ustani sestrice ti
jutro je svanulo, odlazi noć
a ja ću ti morati poć
ja ću ti morati poć
Ne placi, ne placi sejo
ne placi sestrice ti
jednu sam imao u srcu ja
sama je ostala
Suza je iz oka pala
trava je ljubila nju
a sa Triglava čuo se boj
vrati se jedini moj
Bijelo Dugme
Ne placi
Rijeci rijeci, samo rijeci
i komad ljubomore u zraku
Kao da me gleda
ogledalo dah ga muti
i bistri sa malo srece
mogli bi razbiti caroliju, ne placi
Evo tu sam krijes oci
kao glib ispod nokata
Na brzinu malo poravnas carsafe
i sredis sminku, popravis kosu
i vec izgleda kao da prije mene
ovdje nikog nije ni bilo i ne placi
Zakuni se u nesto
precuti slazi mi
zatvori za mnom vrata
i vise ne placi, ne placi, o, ne placi
Smrde rijeci, smrde rijeci
rukav invalida na vjetru
Govoris vrelim usnama hladne rijeci
i osjecam nema nade
nikad vise nece ni smrznuti, ni opeci
i ne placi
guns'n'roses
:::Knocking On Heaven's Door:::
Mama take this badge from me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark too dark to see
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Mama put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That cold black cloud is comin' down
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
"YOU JUST BETTER START SNIFFIN' YOUR OWN
RANK SUBJUGATION JACK 'CAUSE IT'S JUST
YOU AGAINST YOUR TATTERED LIBIDO, THE BANK
AND THE MORTICIAN, FOREVER MAN AND IT
WOULDN'T BE LUCK IF YOU COULD GET OUT OF
LIFE ALIVE"
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Welcome To The Jungle
GUNS N' ROSES
Welcome to the jungle
We got fun 'n' games
We got evrything you want
Honey we know the names
We are the people that can find
Whatever you may need
If you got the money honey
We got your disease
Chorus:
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your knees, knees
I wanna watch you bleed
Welcome to the jungle
We take it day by day
If you want it you're gonna bleed
But it's the price you pay
And you're a very sexy girl
That's very hard to please
You can taste the bright lights
But you won't get them for free
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Feel my, my serpentine
I, I wanna hear yous-cream
Welcome to the jungle
It gets worse here evryday
Ya learn ta live like an animal
In the jungle where we play
If you got a hunger for what you see
You'll take it eventually
You can have anything you want
But you better not take it from me
And when you're high you never
Ever want to come down, YEAH!
You know where you are
You're in the jungle baby
You're gonna die
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your knees, knees
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Feel my, my serpentine
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your knees, knees
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your
It's gonna bring you down
Ha
GUNS N' ROSES:Sweet child o'mine
She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that
special place
And if I stared too long
I'd probably break down and cry
Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine
She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me
of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by
Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o' mine