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NEŠTO O MENI

pa nebi želio ostavljati neke podatke koji mi nisu važni
rođen sam 23.rujna.1989,imam jednog brata,obožavam umjetnost,glazbu
nogomet kao i svoje prijatelje i obitelj.
Živim u PAKOŠTANIMA







Al capone


Che Guevara


Woodstock poster


Led Zeppelin


Jimi Page


Kurt Cobain


RHCP


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John Frusciante

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The Doors


Jim Morrison


Ramones


Jimi Hendrix



Bob Marley


Joe Strumer


The Clash



Johnny Štulić


Syd-Pink Floyd


Pink Floyd


ŠLUŠAM STARI ROCK PA EVO BENDOVA KOJE SAN DO SAD I KOJE JOŠ SLUŠAN NEŠTO ČEŠČE NEŠTO MANJE

Azra
Alice In The Chains
AC-DC
Bob Marley
Bily Idol
Belfast Food
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Buldožer
Bob Dylan
Chuck Berry
Coldplay
Cure
Creedence Clearwater Revival
Deep Purple
Eric Clapton
The Exploited
EKV
Frank Sinatra
Franz Ferdinand
Guns n' Roses
Hladno Pivo
Haustor
Jimi Hendrix
Janis Joplin
Joe Satriani
Kaiser Chiefs
Kings of Leon
Kooks
Killers
Kud Idijoti
Led Zeppelin
Let 3
Libertines
Laufer
Manu Chao
Majke
Mando Diao
MC 5
Mudhoney
Nirvana
Parni Valjak
Pink Floyd
Partibrejkers
Pearl Jam
Prljavo Kazalište
Psihomodo pop
Pips, Chips & Videoclips
The Queen
REM
Rancid
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Ramones
Santana
Sex Pistols
Scorpions
Simon & Garfunkel
Soundgarden
Stevi Vai
System Of a Down
TBF
The Clash
The Doors
The Beatles
The Rolling Stones
The Shadows
The Write Stripes
The Pogues
The Strokies
U2
Urban
Van Halen
Zabranjeno pušenje

LINKOVI

Martins-tovar-rock paradise pakoštane

Ravno do dna

Celebration of the lizard

slatka malena-blog jedne dobre cure Kike

KUNSKA DICA-blog legendi s otoka Pašmana i mog frenda Bodula-Šilje

Dvije Pakoške Marine & Kate-največe rasprave u okolici

Dona,mala kunjanka <

koliko dugo ceš "slobodnim" korakom koracit u nepoznato, gubeci smisao stvarnosti, dok ne dode tren kada htjet ceš poletjet i tek tada shvatit da nisi slobodan..
Covjek je roden slobodan, a posvuda je
u okovima lanci koji ti hlade kosti"
-J.J.Rousseau



"prepreke preko kojih padaš
krletka u kojoj nemožeš raširit krila
dio su namještenih žica u tvojoj glavi. Zarobljenik si vlastitog uma
i tudih ocekivanja.
sloboda je onaj trenutak
izmedu onoga kada vam netko kaže da uradite nešto i kada
odlucite odgovoriti"
- J.Borensteinđđ


gdje su ona stara vremena,
kad je seks
bio prljav,
a zrak cist?!

"Ljudsko je srce kazalište cežnje. Jedna od najdubljih cežnji je pronaci ljubav i prijaljstvo


evo i malo pjesama

Sa dlana boga pala si



Pusti neka svijetlost tece niz lica nam i lazi sve
Mreza bacena na oci sakrila je slike te
Poput pijeska rasuti smo ostali
I vjetrom noseni kroz godine duge povijesti

Skriven u kutu bola opijam se rijecima
sto citaju mi suze i govore nam sapatom
Poput pijeska rasuti smo ostali
I vjetrom noseni kroz godine duge povijesti

Sa dlana Boga pala si
I andelu si krala mir
Kao kisa rasula kapi sve
U pehar skupljam tvoje rijeci i pogled i tvoj prah





THE MAN WHO SOLD THE WORLD



We passed upon the stair
Spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there

He said I was his friend
Which came as a supprise
I spoke into his eyes I thought you died alone

A long long time ago
Oh no
Not me
We never lost control
You're face
to face
with the man who sold the world


SVJETSKA LADA



na mali kavkaz pala sjeta
neki dan sam čisto uz put
zavirio kroz dim cigareta
i vidjeh dobro svi su tu
hajde da prošećem svoju facu
rekoh svima glasno u brk
pa cipelom vrha tupa
zakačim prvog do sebe

o čemu da pričam braćo čudna
ništa nije kao prije
u kratkom bljesku oka njena
iskri nešto poveće

u mome gradu mnogo toga
što ne volim ni u snu
prišla mi je stara dama
poljubila me za rakiju
pojma nemam što donosi sutra
dekintiran sam totalno
tišina se spušta na grad
melje me tiho uporno

svoje slatke godine
lada gura svima pod nos
željela bi da se otkači
da joj netko skine junf
fura imidž bolje od kritičara
zalepugin joj je stari frend
kao sutra ide kod maserke
i nema frke evo nas na tv

puši puši svjetska lado
mi smo tvoj omiljeni bend
puši puši svjetska lado
ja ti nisam neki perspektivni frend
puši puši svjetska lado
javit ćemo ti se iz amerike
puši puši svjetska lado
noćas plove brodovi


PEOPLE ARE STRANGE



People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down

When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name

When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange

People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down

When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange

No one remembers your name

When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange



THE MASSACRE



Heavy street fighting
Been going on for days
Makeshift graves outside city limits
Filled with bodies of slaughtered people
Men women childeren all dead
The massacre - why
The massacre - why
Eight month foetus
Sticking on a bayonet
Mother´s just a piece of dead meat
The massacre - why
The massacre - why
You murdered me with rope
You murdered me with guns too
You massacred whole families
And laughed throughout their pain

PREDGRAĐA



BEZIDEJNO LUTANJE
MONOLITNIM PREDGRAĐIMA
I ZATIRANJE FRUSTRACIJA
BJEŽANJEM OD STVARNOSTI

SUDBINA JE MLADEŽI
KOJOJ JE OBEĆANA BUDUĆNOST
A ISTINA JE OKRUTNA
I TU JE PRIČI KRAJ

NEMA VIŠE NI CILJEVA
KOJIMA BI SE STREMILO
A SVIJET VRVI OD
PATOLOŠKIH SLUČAJEVA

ALI BUDIMO OPTIMISTIČNI
BUDIMO POZITIVNI
JER NEKE SE STVARI BAŠ
NIKAD NEĆE PROMIJENITI

STOGA NATRAG DOMA
U SIGURNO SUSJEDSTVO
GDJE MLADEŽ TONE
U CIVILIZACIJSKI GLIB

Ref.
MI SMO JOŠ JEDNA
IZGUBLJENA GENERACIJA
NA PUTU BEZ POVRATKA
NA PUTU ZA NIKUDA
MI SMO JOŠ JEDNA
IZGUBLJENA GENERACIJA
U ĆELIJI BEZ PROZORA
U TUNELU BEZ IZLAZA

BLIZU SUNCA


Želim nestati s tišinom
Pobjeći od crne tame
Živjeti sa nekim smislom
Dočekat' bolje dane
Dosta mi je ovog svijeta
Dosta mi je ovih ljudi
Kao da im ne pripadam
Pa da mi neki od njih sudi
Zaboraviti sve želim
Uništit' tu bjesnoću
Koja živi sad u meni
Koja javlja mi se noću
Želim opet biti čovjek
Da sam svoj i da sam ne'ko
Blizu sunca moram doći
Al tol'ko je daleko
Život moj polako puca
Želim biti blizu sunca
Da me voli, da me grije
Da mi bude kao prije
Blizu sunca moram doći
Hoću to, al' dal' cu moći
Borit ću se sa srcem svim
Da sa suncem se zavolim


NIČIJA OVCA


I da li će i danas biti isto
i da li ću i danas doživjeti strah
i da li ću se morati sakrivati na ulici
ili će me pustiti da slobodan budem ja
ovo je ružan san
pustite me van iz mojih okova
ničiji nisam ja; ničija ovca !!!
i da li ću i dalje slušati ista sranja
i da li ću i dalje dopustiti da me mlate i gaze
a ako skupim hrabrosti da nešto kažem
lako će se oni mene riješiti jer njima pendrek pomaže
ovo je ružan san
pustite me van iz mojih okova
ničiji nisam ja; ničija ovca !!!


LOJALAN


Vraćam se sa probe...umoran i jadan;
sve je drugačije osim što sam gladan.
svađamo se dnevno barem 200 puta
biti će mi bolje nakon 3 kile pršuta.
Doma me čeka pravo ratno stanje:
za ručak ko i obično neko golo sranje
a ja bi jeo biftek,ili kobasice
nakon čega idu barem 2-3 pice.

Ostao sam lojalan,masan i vječno gladan!

U mome životu jedno je jasno:
jedem sve i svašta ali ponajviše masno.
Dijetetski proizvodi meni su bezveze
jebeš hranu ako nemaš kantu majoneze!

Cura me tjera da malo smršavim
a ja za inat kotlete napravim.
Udruge debelih postao sam član,
zauvijek ću im ostati lojalan!
Ostao sam lojalan,masan i vječno gladan

EIGHT DAYS A WEEK



Ooh I need your love babe, guess you know it’s true,
Hope you need my love babe just like I need you,
Hold me, love me,
Hold me, love,
Ain’t got nothin’ but love babe,
Eight days a week.
Love you ev’ry day girl, always on my mind,
One thing I can say girl, love you all the time,
Hold me, love me,
Hold me, love me,
Ain’t got nothin’ but love babe,
Eight days a week.
Eight days a week I love you,
Eight days a week is not enough to show I care.
Ooh I need your love babe, guess you know it’s true,
Hope you need my love babe just like I need you,
Hold me, love me,
Hold me, love me,
Ain’t got nothin’ but love babe,
Eight days a week.
Eight days a week I love you,
Eight days a week is not enough to show I care.
Love you ev’ry day girl, always on my mind,
One thing I can say girl, love you all the time,
Hold me, love me,
Hold me, love me,
Ain’t got nothin’ but love babe,
Eight days a week.
Eight days a week. Eight days a week.


BUBA ŠVABE



Poslije svakog dobrog fuka ogladnim kao zvijer
Utrčavam u kuhinju, otvaram frižider
Uzimam tri jaja, margarin i sol
Pogledam salamu, kad na salami On

Brzo sam se vratio sa čizmom 42
Kastrirao sam bastarda sa dva-tri udarca
Zamotah mrtvaca u WC papir
I ostalo prepustio kanalizaciji

Buba švabe traže, grabe
Buba švabe svud
Buba švabe traže, grabe
Buba švabe svud


Bezbrižno i sretno uključih gramofon
I sve bi bilo lijepo da ne vidjeh plafon
Na plafonu gužvaju se dvadeset i dva
Bože moj šta je ovo cijela armija

Zatvorio sam prozore i odvrnuo plin
A za svaki slucaj otrčah po benzin
Veliki spektakl, sjajna predstava
Uz veliki vatromet leti sve u zrak

Buba švabe traže, grabe
Buba švabe svud
Buba švabe traže, grabe
Buba švabe svud

Buba švabe traže, grabe
Buba švabe svud
Buba švabe traže, grabe
Buba švabe svud

Buba švabe traže, grabe
Buba švabe, Buba švabe,
Buba švabe, Buba švabe,
Buba švabe svud


U hladnom znoju okupan gledam kako gore
Čim cigaretu pripalim osjećat' ću se bolje
Pretražujem džepove tražim upaljač
A u džepovima pogodite šta!

Buba švabe traže, grabe
Buba švabe svud
Buba švabe traže, grabe
Buba švabe svud

SHOULD I STAY OR SHOULD I GO?




Darling you gotta let me know
Should I stay or should I go?
If you say that you are mine
Ill be here til the end of time
So you got to let know
Should I stay or should I go?

Always tease tease tease
Siempre - coqetiando y enganyando
Youre happy when Im on my knees
Me arrodilla y estas feliz
One day is fine, next is black
Un dias bien el otro negro
So if you want me off your back
Al rededar en tu espalda
Well come on and let me know
Me tienes que desir
Should I stay or should I go?
Me debo ir o que darme

Should I stay or should I go now?
Should I stay or should I go now?
If I go there will be trouble
An if I stay it will be double
So come on and let me know

This indecisions bugging me
Esta undecision me molesta
If you dont want me, set me free
Si no me quieres, librame
Exactly whom Im supposed to be
Diga me que tengo ser
Dont you know which clothes even fit me?
saves que robas me querda?
Come on and let me know
Me tienes que desir
Should I cool it or should I blow?
me debo ir o quedarme?

Should I stay or should I go now?
yo me frio o lo sophlo?
If I go there will be trouble
Si me voi - va ver peligro
And if I stay it will be double
Si me quedo es doble
So you gotta let me know
Me tienes que decir
Should I stay or should I go?
yo me frio o lo sophlo?


LONDON BURNING



London's burning! London's burning!
All across the town, all across the night
Everybody's driving with full headlights
Black or white turn it on, face the new religion
Everybody's sitting 'round watching television!
London's burning with boredom now
London's burning dial 99999
I'm up and down the Westway, in an' out the lights
What a great traffic system - it's so bright
I can't think of a better way to spend the night
Then speeding around underneath the yellow lights
London's burning with boredom now
London's burning dial 99999
Now I'm in the subway and I'm looking for the flat
This one leads to this block, this one leads to that
The wind howls through the empty blocks looking for a home
I run through the empty stone because I'm all alone
London's burning with boredom now...
London's burning dial 99999


JUDY IS A PUNK



Jackie is a punk Judy is a runt
They both went down to Berlin, joined the Ice Capades
And oh, I don't know why Oh, I don't know why
Perhaps they'll die, oh yeah Perhaps they'll die, oh yeah
Perhaps they'll die, oh yeah Perhaps they'll die, oh yeah
Second verse, same as the first Jackie is a punk Judy is a runt
They both went down to Berlin, joined the Ice Capades
And oh, I don't know why Oh, I don't know why
Perhaps they'll die, oh yeah Perhaps they'll die, oh yeah
Perhaps they'll die, oh yeah Perhaps they'll die, oh yeah
Third verse, different from the first Jackie is a punk Judy is a runt
They both went down to Frisco, joined the SLA
And oh, I don't know why Oh, I don't know why
Perhaps they'll die, oh yeah Perhaps they'll die, oh yeah
Perhaps they'll die, oh yeah Perhaps they'll die, oh yeah


NEMA NJE (ZAUVIJEK)



Stan ima cetri sobe
Sve, sve su sive
U mojoj glavi nastaju slike
Cudne, ljigave gljive.

Praznina u zelucu
Mijesaju se kiseline
Gledam kroz mutno staklo
Vani je inje.

Nema nje
Nema nje
Nema nje
Zaspala je zauvijek.


Ja sam crna haljina
Iz crne duge dolazim
Molim se za miran put
Moram da te uhvatim.

Ti znas da sam pakao
Zalijepio na zidove
Na hladne male crvene
Tapeta.

Nema nje
Nema nje
Nema nje

Zaspala je zauvijek.






BLUZ JUŽNE PRUGE


Deset godina smo proveli u mraku
čuvajući iskru pobune probe po garažama sobama i šupama
svirke po viđenijim i neviđenim rupama
i sada kažeš da nas nigde nije bilo da nam je potreban neko da nas vrati
Gde je to otišao rokenrol, gde su bili svi ti likovi i kome su svirali
Gde je to otišao rokenrol nemoj mi reći da ga bez njih nije bilo
Sada je drugo vreme veliki povratak rokenrol scene
prošli su crni dani PINK je na našoj strani cela zemlja sada slavi
vratili se festivali godina kulture najzad ima odziv masa i dalje
ne čuješ za bendove sa južne pruge ko nema para taj se ne vidi i ne postoji
Gde je to otišao rokenrol nemoj mi reći da ga nigde nije bilo
Sve ove godine smo čekali ko popizdeli da nam se vrate mesije iz Australije Amerike i Engleske
i podare nam hitove pravljene samo za nas i možda ‘Pesmu Evrovizije’
He Hej I dalje ne čuješ za bendove sa južne pruge ko nema para taj se ne vidi i ne postoji
Gde je to otišao rokenrol?



THREE LITLLE BIRDS



"Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"

Rise up this mornin',
Smiled with the risin' sun,
Three little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', ("This is my message to you-ou-ou:")

Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."
Singin': "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"

Rise up this mornin',
Smiled with the risin' sun,
Three little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', "This is my message to you-ou-ou:"

Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, worry about a thing, oh!
Every little thing gonna be all right. Don't worry!"
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing" - I won't worry!
"'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."

Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right" - I won't worry!
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, oh no!
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!


DEATH OF GLORY



You try to take us by surprise
But you're falling down
We all know you got wrong reasons
Your act is not to like anyone
You're just covering your frustration

Little corner in the media you got
And so you think that you're a preacher now
You don't listen, because you're hearing
Too loud yourself, your only friend

Back in the days it used to be so
"death or glory!"
so strong with dignity and heart
but now you bring your new philosophy
and it's so different story
who gave you the right to right the wrong
i know you're not so strong

why the fuck you come around if you don't like it
just to step on other people's toes?
If you don't like it – don't listen to it
I's just as simple as that, you hypocrite

Back in the days it used to be so
"death or glory!"
so strong with dignity and heart
but now you bring your new philosophy
and it's so different story
who gave you the right to right the wrong
i know you're not so strong

i know it's not too late...


DJEVOJKA IZ MOJIH SNOVA


Bila si lijepa kao svitanje zore
K'o neki čudan zvjezdani san
Bila si lijepa kao beskrajno more
Bila si čarobna od neba do dna
Al' nisi ti djevojka iz mojih snova
Meni treba nešto sasvim bolje
Meni treba drugačija i nova
Ja želim ružne kurve i drolje
Meni treba nešto sasvim bolje
Ja želim sisate, ružne i glupe
Ja želim samo kurve i drolje
Da se napalim divlje na njihove rupe
Ukusnija si od friškog kruva
Al' zaludu sve kad nisi kurva
Ti si i od zalaza sunca bolja
Al' šta ti vridi kad nisi drolja

ŠAL OD SVILE



Ja sam bio pogresan
Kad sam ti stavio ruku na rame
Tamo je drzao dugo
I govorio rijeci

Ja sam bio pogresan
Kad sam trazio da mi kazes
Koja si strana
Postoje pravila igre
Ti znas da ne mozes sama

Ispod svih tih zastava
Sto vijore svud oko nas
Ne postoji mjesto
Gdje mogla bi stati
Visoko dignuti ruke
I pjevati nasu pjesmu
I pjevati nasu pjesmu

Protiv volje umijesan
U staru zavjeru strana
U staru zavjeru nada
Ja sam jednoga dana
Slucajno nasao put
Ispod svih tih zastava
Sto vijore..

Kapi s oboda
Sada padaju na uze i gun
Ja sam slobodan
Neka s moga vrata vijori sal od svile..
Kapi s oboda
Sada padaju na uze i gun
Ja sam slobodan
Neka s moga vrata vijori sal od svile..




IZA ZIDA


Cujem kako djete place
tamo negde iza zida
zasto place sto li mu je ?
ko li njemu nerve kida?
Cujem kocnicu gdje skripi
tamo negdje iza zida
djete vise i ne place
zasto,zasto majka pita
Ranjeni otac pusku uzima
dolazi u ocaju bjesa
otkopava grob sina mrtvog
mahne sjekirom krhka ljesa
bludno vristi od nepravde ljute
novac uzima djecu bez osude
tvoje ce djete drznik zgaziti
place i ubija metak pogodi
ajjjjjjj



IMMIGRANT SONG



Ah, ah,

We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming!

On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.

Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.

So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins,
For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing.


SUMMERTIME



Summertime, time, time,
Child, the living’s easy.
Fish are jumping out
And the cotton, Lord,
Cotton’s high, Lord, so high.

Your daddy’s rich
And your ma is so good-looking, baby.
She’s looking good now,
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
No, no, no, no, don’t you cry.
Don’t you cry!

One of these mornings
You’re gonna rise, rise up singing,
You’re gonna spread your wings,
Child, and take, take to the sky,
Lord, the sky.

But until that morning
Honey, n-n-nothing’s going to harm you now,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
Don’t you cry,
Cry.



SWEET CHILD O' MINE



She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where evrything
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

HEY JOE



Hey joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand
Hey joe, i said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know i caught her messin' 'round with another man
Yeah, i'm goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know i caught her messin' 'round with another man
Huh! and that ain't cool
Huh hey hoe, i heard you shot your mamma down
You shot her down now
Hey joe, i heard you shot your lady down
You shot her down in the groud yeah!
Yeah!
Yes, i did, i shot her
You know i caught her messin' round messin' round town
Huh, yes i did i shot her
You know i caught my old lady messin' 'round town
And i gave her the gun
And i shot her
Alright
Shoot her one more time again baby!
Yeah!
Oh dig it
Oh alright
Hey joe,
Where you gonna run to now where you gonna go
Hey joe, i said
Where you gonna run to now where you gonna go
I'm goin' way down south
Way down to mexico way
Alright
I'm goin' way down south
Way down where i can be free
Ain't no one gonna find me
Ain't no hang-man gonna
He ain't gonna put a rope around me
You better believe it right now
I gotta go now
Hey, joe
You better run on down
Goodbye everybody
Hey hey joe

NOSTALGIČNA



Može bit da san potrošija I ono malo suza
za navodnit dolinu sevdaha I bluesa.
svit je tužan, tu nikad neće bit pravde za one koji žele samo da žive I rade, I vole, I smiju se svemu ka vicu
A ja se pitan ima li smisla pravit dicu
Donosit ih na svit di su život I sloboda
Ka roba, koju će neki moćnik prodat
I ove stare melodije bude memorije Čiste nostalgije,
I ne znan šta mi je
Stari s bafima, stara s ogromnom trajnom
Sestra I ja, cili umazan slajom
I sve je daleko I tajno al ditetu sve je sjajno, znan ni onda nije sve bilo bajno
i pari mi se puno lipše I ove kapi kiše ka da šapću: “Nikad više…”
Jer sve prolazi, ostaje samo u nama U srcima , u umu, I foto albumu Priča svaka slika, da ne zaboravin nikad
Nasmijana lica nekih starih prika
Nekih nema više, ostale su sjene
Mora bit da je s njima nesta I dio mene
Al vrate ga kiše, I vitar s juga
Neka stara pisma, nostalgija I tuga.
Nekad se pitan jel tribalo sve baš tako bit pa mislin,
tribalo je bit, jer je proklet ovi svit
I dobri ljudi uvik izvuku deblji kraj
Zato se nadan da postoji I pakal I raj
Neki viši sud, Božja pravda
Da presudi I kazni svakog onog gada Željnog rata I žednog krvi
Al ko je bez grijeha nek baci kamen prvi
Ironično zaista, da citira Krista
Jedan od onih šta je odgojen u obitelji ateista
I to u mraku, u miješanom braku
U nekoj dalekoj zemlji, sad je samo u zraku
I baš me je tamo donila roda
Da ne mrzin I buden pošten, iskren I odan
A razliku između zla I dobra
Nisan naučija ni od fratra, ni hodže, ni popa
A kad su zavladali oni šta su pali s kruške
Božji ljudi su blagoslovili puške
ovce slali u smrt, za svoga Boga, jedinoga
Za ludilo svoga ideologa, kad bijesni mržnja razum nije lijek
I ludilo uvik promijeni tijek Povijesti, i ispiše novu krvavu stranu
U zemlji seljaka na brdovitom Balkanu.
Zato letin visoko iznad napaćenog tla
Daleko od poimanja dobra i zla visoko gore, ka Suncu, u nebesa
di se gužvaju poruke SMS-a
iz ovog vrimena izlazin van I zaranjan u neki davni, zaboravljeni san Neki bolji dan, pun smija I vica
Di su sritni ljudi I njihova dica I gledaju u sutra, ozarena lica
Puni nade, u tom svitu pravde
Jednakosti, bratstva I slobode, U svit ljubavi me misli vode
I još uvik virujen da će na ovoj planeti
Jednog dana svi ljudi moć živit sretni
Razum, ljubav I znanje izgradit će raj I znaj, neće biti ironije za kraj.