Sve je ostalo tišina ...

utorak, 16.10.2007.

Nijednom ga nisam vidjela bez osmijeha na licu ....nijednom!

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Zasjat ćemo svi nakratko poput zvijezda, a onda izblijediti ...
To mi je jučerašnji naslov.
A ovo danas ...
nevjerojatno.

Toše Proeski

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Imao je 26 godina

If blood will flow when fresh and steel are one
Drying in the colour of the evening sun
Tomorrows rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetimes argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are
How fragile we are how fragile we are ....

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A kiša će padati i padati poput suza sa uplakane zvijezde.
I na kapljama kiše će pisati.
Kako smo lomljivi i krhki.



16.10.2007. u 14:42 • 19 KomentaraPrint#

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