mrrmau

ponedjeljak, 30.09.2024.

Romantičar

Ova je fotka stara cca 12 godina dok je
Maukač još bio mlad.

Nekoliko godina prije odveli smo ga na kastriranje, koje je prošlo bez puno
problema. U svakom smislu.

Naime, zaboravili su objasniti Maukaču da sad više ne bi trebao biti
zainteresiran za mace.

Svakog proljeća u njemu su se budili romantični osjećaji pa je našu macu
slijedio bez prestanka, stalno joj je bio iza repa.
Pa je bio kažnjen.

Ona je bila mala, odlučna, hrabra maca koja je na nedopustivo ponašanje
dijelila šamare i bezobraznika dovodila u red.

Maukač je promijenio strategiju pa bi se došuljao do nje kad je zaspala i
pokušao se malo maziti.
U jednom takvom trenutku nastala je ova fotografija.

Prošle su godine, male mace više nema, a naš šarmer sada ima 16 godina.
Još uvijek voli mace .
On sjedi na osmatračnici i kad neka maca prošeće ispod prozora,
želi izaći van i družiti se.

Nights In White Satin

Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I've written
Never meaning to send
Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore
'Cause I love you
Yes I love you
Oh, how I love you
Gazing at people
Some hand in hand
Just what I'm going through
They can't understand
Some try to tell me
Thoughts they cannot defend
Just what you want to be
You will be in the end
And I love you
Yes I love you
Oh, how I love you
Oh, how I love you
Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I've written
Never meaning to send
Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore
Yes I love you
Oh, how I love you
Oh, how I love you
Yes I love you
Yes I love you
Oh, how I love you
Oh, how I love you
Breathe deep the gathering gloom
Watch lights fade from every room
Bed sitter people look back and lament
Another days useless energy spent
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one
Lonely man cries for love and has none
New mother picks up and suckles her son
Senior citizens wish they were young
Cold hearted orb that rules the night
Removes the colors from our sight
Red is gray and yellow white
But we decide which is right
And which is an illusion

Oznake: mace, prica, glazba

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