ponedjeljak, 26.03.2007.
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*pisme*
Sweet child of 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
(Woahhhh) Sweet child o' mine
(Woah oh oh oh) Sweet love of mine
She's got eyes of the bluest skies
And 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
(Woah oh oh oh) Sweet child o' mine
(Woah oh oh oh) Sweet love of mine
(Woah oh oh oh) Sweet child o' mine
(Woah oh oh oh) Sweet love of mine
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
(Confusing parts with Duff and Axl singing)
Sweet child o' mine
USNE VRELE VIŠNJE
Prijehavši u Zagreb zadovoljstva svega rad,
na djevojku iz Hrvaca naletio sam tad.
Strijele moćne ljubavi pomračile mi um,
dah usne vrele višnje nagonile na blud.
Razmazio sam dragu, dao sam joj sve,
kad eno nje na drugome, e tu bijes me obuze.
Obezvrijedila mi logiku, oskvrnula mi trud,
bez milosti me kurva nasukala na sprud.
Riječ - dvije u hladu borova da kvarni vlaški tip
razgovara sa bludnicom, i nije neki čin.
No ono što sam načuo sledilo me svog,
tek izdala me mala draga srcu mom.
Izgubio sam glavu, potegao nož,
trg'o ga za kragnu, isjek'o ga skroz.
Vođen slijepim bezumljem sludio me bol.
Tek nije kuja zalud draga srcu mom.
Riješio da se branim, da objasnim svoj grijeh,
darovali mi robiju, a nadu ni za tren.
Pa iako me proklela, razorila mi dom,
još volim malu beštiju dragu srcu mom...
AzRa (To D.)
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vrati seeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Angels Fall First Lyrics
An angelface smiles to me
Under a headline of tragedy
That smile used to give me warmth
Farewell - no words to say
Beside the cross on your grave
And those forever burning candles
Needed elsewhere
To remind us of the shortness of our time
Tears laid for them
Tears of love tears of fear
Bury my dreams dig up my sorrows
Oh Lord why
The angels fall first?
Not relieved by thoughts of Shangri-La
Nor enlightened by the lessons of Christ
I'll never understand the meaning of the right
Ignorance lead me into the light
Needed elsewhere...
Sing me a song
Of your beauty
Of your kingdom
Let the melodies of your harps
Caress those whom we still need
Yesterday we shook hands
My friend
Today a moonbeam lightens my path
My guardian
By: Nightwish
RIBLJA CORBA: LUTKA SA NASLOVNE STRANE
Dajes da te vole glumci, reziseri
Novinari, ljudi neznani i znani
Pojesce te brzo telegrafske zveri
Ali ti ces biti na naslovnoj strani.
Statirat ces mozda u ponekom filmu
Mozda ces reklamu snimiti za TV
Menjace te ko sto razmenjuju reci
Iza tvojih leda pricace viceve.
Ti si savrsenstvo bez mane
Ti si deo vojnickih snova
Ti si lutka sa naslovne strane
I treba ti lova.
Svi vole tvoje idealne mere
Trpeces staracke ruke na sebi
Ali to je deo tvoj karijere
Pa zasto onda otrpela ne bi.
Slavni fotografi, seksi magazini
Snimace svoje umetnicko delo
Neznani klinci otvorenih usta
Gledat ce tvoje mlado, golo telo.
Ti si savrsenstvo bez mane
Ti si deo vojnickih snova
Ti si lutka sa naslovne strane
I treba ti lova.