Još je vrlo malo vremena ostalo do Bžića i već je krenulo pravo odbrojavanje, zvončići napadaju sa svih strana, pjesme luduju po radiju, pa iako ja trenutno slušam HIM I DEEP SHADOWS AND BRILLIANT HIGHLIGHTS što baš i nema neke veze s Božićem odlučih napisati prvih 5 božićnih pjesama po mom izboru, i napominjem da u tom topu 5 nisu naše tadicionalne za koje smatram da su jako lijepe i da ih je glupo rangirati. Dakle, odlučih se za komercijalne!
br. 5. Let it snow (zapravo ne znam za čiju izvedbu bih se odlučila jer bilo je doista puno izvođača koji su ju otpjevali i svaka je zvučala veselo i dočarala jednu lijepu noć u kojoj je glavna poanta : "and as long as I love you so, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!")
br. 4 Christmas time - Bryan Adams, pomalo cmoljavi izvođač, ali pjesma kao stvorena za Božićno vrijeme, baš dočara ugođaj (to see the jo in a children's eyes and the way that the old folks smile wish that christmas will never go away!)
br. 3 Last Christmas - Wham, ah moja prva i velika ljubav George Michael još iz vremena kad se nije odlučio isključivo za muške sjetno je pjevao pod jelkom negdje u planinama, i valjao se po snjegu s nekom, za mene, i baš ne bogznakakvom mačkom (last christmas I gave you my heart, but the very next day you gave it away, this year to set me from tears I'll give it to someone special...)
br. 2 Do they know it's christmas time - Band Aid '84, ne priznam kasnije izvedbe, u originalu to zvuči točno onako kako mora zvučati, svaki uzdah svaki vapaj, ma tu su svi "moji"; i Bono, i Sting, i George, naravno :) (it's christmas time, there's no need to be afraid...)
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br. 1 Fairytale of New York - The Pogues , ma nema niš ljepšeg nego kad u irskom melosu ona njemu kaže : " happy christmas you arse, I pray God it's our last "
ma evo vam cijeli tekst :
It was Christmas Eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won't see another one
And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
They've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It's no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging,
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day
You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it's our last
I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around