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* 18 godina
* sarkastična
* teško me je naljutiti
* ne volim: nepravdu, nasilje, sebičnost, pauke
* volim: apstraktno slikarstvo (iako nemam talenta), knjige, obitelj, djecu, prijatelje, Lord Of The Rings, snijeg
Slušam: sve i svašta:
Pearl Jam, U2, REM, No Doubt, Gavin DeGraw, Tracy Chapman, Norah Jones, Macy Gray, Frank Sinatra, Nick Cave, Sting, Enya, James Blunt, Jamie Cullum
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MOJA ABECEDA: A- Aragorn B- Brazil C- cimet D- dina E- elizejska polja F- fotografija G- galeb Jonathan Livingstone H- hamajlija I- istina J- Jane Austen K- kentaur L- luna M- magla N- Nescafe O- obzor P- plemenitost R- rad S- sjena T- Tibet U- unikat V- vjera Z- zen
IMAGINE
Imagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try,
No hell below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...
Imagine there's no countries,
It isnt hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...
Imagine no possesions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...
You may say Im a dreamer,
but Im not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.
MY WAY
And now, the end is near,
And so I face the final curtain.
My friends, I'll say it clear;
I'll state my case of which I'm certain.
I've lived a life that's full -
I've travelled each and every highway.
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Regrets? I've had a few,
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.
I planned each charted course -
Each careful step along the byway,
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
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.
But 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 -
Oh 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.