ponedjeljak, 14.07.2008.

Gotovo je...

Nemam volju više pisati ovaj blog...samo iz jednog razloga...no možda se vratim...ali ne ovdje...za adresu će saznati samo oni ljudi do kojih mi je stvarno stalo...čije sam postove stvarno voljela čitati...pozz
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subota, 12.07.2008.

Nemam temu...može slike???



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I jedna pjesma...
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petak, 11.07.2008.

...post...

Ej ljudi...evo i mene...ma stalno mislim da izaberem neku temu za post, znate da bude malo zanimljiviji, al jednostavno mi ne ide...Ovih dana se dosađujem...ljeto mi baš i nije očaravajuće, prošlo je bilo bolje...much better...eh da, sigurno već svi znate da Nightwish dolazi u Zagreb...joj, ja hoću ić, al neznam još kako doć do Zagreba...nadam se da će se to sredit...Voljela bih ić i vidjet svoj najdraži, najbolji, naj. naj. naj bend uživo...mislim da bih pukla od sreće...to bih pamtila cijeli život...smijeh Uh sjećam se prošlog ljeta kad sam počela slušat Nightwish zahvaljujući svojoj sestrični...koja mi je dala koncert (End Of An Era) nažalost tako nazvan...gledala sam ga svaki dan...uživala u toj predivnoj glazbi, naučila sve pjesme napamet...onda sam još dobila jedan koncert kojeg sam isto gledala...eh da...Nightwish, Oh dear Nightwish...no dobro dosta o NW-u.sretan

Nekako praznici brzo idu...il se meni to samo tako čini? Danas je već 11.7...ah za 3 dana moj rođendan...Eh da...dođoh na NW forum. Baš mi je super...dođite i vi...ne znam više šta da pišem...
Dani su sparni, ne možeš izać iz kuće, a da te ne udari toplinski udar...užas...no takvo je ljeto. Nisam se baš nešto proslavila pisanjem...a kad stvarno nemam pojma kakvu da temu iščupam iz svoje glave...nema baš neki izbor...E pa dragi moji, ja vas lijepo pozdravljam i čujemo se do idućeg posta s TEMOM!!! mah

Eh da i čujte ovu pjesmu...ja ju obožavam...to je jedan od koncerata koje imam...thumbup

Nightwish-Wanderlust


E da i Tarot...nut
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četvrtak, 03.07.2008.

Za ovaj put samo pjesma od NW, pročitajte riječi, jednostavno predivno!!! :-)

The Poet And The Pendulum

"WHITE LANDS OF EMPATHICA"

The end.

The songwriter's dead.
The blade fell upon him
Taking him to the white lands
Of Empathica
Of Innocence
Empathica
Innocence


"HOME"

The dreamer and the wine
Poet without a rhyme
A widowed writer torn apart by chains of hell

One last perfect verse
Is still the same old song
Oh Christ how I hate what I have become

Take me home

Getaway, runaway, fly away
Lead me astray to dreamer's hideaway
I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world
Forgive me
I have but two faces
One for the world
One for God
Save me
I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world

My home was there 'n then
Those meadows of heaven
Adventure-filled days
One with every smiling face

Please, no more words
Thoughts from a severed head
No more praise
Tell me once my heart goes right

Take me home

Getaway, runaway, fly away
Lead me astray to dreamer's hideaway
I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world
Forgive me
I have but two faces
One for the world
One for God
Save me
I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world


"THE PACIFIC"

Sparkle my scenery
With turquoise waterfall
With beauty underneath
The Ever Free

Tuck me in beneath the blue
Beneath the pain, beneath the rain
Goodnight kiss for a child in time
Swaying blade my lullaby

On the shore we sat and hoped
Under the same pale moon
Whose guiding light chose you
Chose you all

"I'm afraid. I'm so afraid.
Being raped again, and again, and again
I know I will die alone.
But loved.

You live long enough to hear the sound of guns,
long enough to find yourself screaming every night,
long enough to see your friends betray you.

For years I've been strapped unto this altar.
Now I only have 3 minutes and counting.
I just wish the tide would catch me first and give me a death I always longed for ".

"DARK PASSION PLAY"

2nd robber to the right of Christ
Cut in half - infanticide
The world will rejoice today
As the crows feast on the rotting poet

Everyone must bury their own
No pack to bury the heart of stone
Now he's home in hell, serves him well
Slain by the bell, tolling for his farewell

The morning dawned, upon his altar
Remains of the dark passion play
Performed by his friends without shame
Spitting on his grave as they came

Getaway, runaway, fly away
Lead me astray to dreamer's hideaway
I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world
Forgive me
I have but two faces
One for the world
One for God
Save me
I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world

"Today, in the year of our Lord 2005,
Tuomas was called from the cares of the world.
He stopped crying at the end of each beautiful day.
The music he wrote had too long been without silence.

He was found naked and dead,
With a smile in his face, a pen and 1000 pages of erased text."

Save me

"MOTHER & FATHER"

Be still, my son
You're home
Oh when did you become so cold?
The blade will keep on descending
All you need is to feel my love

Search for beauty, find your shore
Try to save them all, bleed no more
You have such oceans within
In the end
I will always love you

The beginning.
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