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Teško je započeti. Gledam kroz prozor. Kiša. Grmi. U sobi je mračno. Sunce sije. U meni. Moje dobro raspoloženje nije se izgubilo. Još je ovdje. Neka ostane. Iza mene je jedan od boljih produženih vikenda. Zagreb, feštanje kod Mateja, spavanje kod Vlatke, menze, tramvaji,. Bilo je odlično. Osjećala sam se kao studentica. Odraslo. Odgovorno. Samostalno. Koliko je to god moguće reći. Još uvijek nemam osjećaj da ću promijeniti mjesto stanovanja. Otići u Zagreb. Naravno, to želim svim srcem. Znam da zvuči patetično. Imam velike želje. Visoke ciljeve. Znam da sam ja jedina koja može pokušati da to ostvari. Koja će to ostvariti. Još uvijek imam dileme oko izbora faksa. Mijenjam mišljena vrlo brzo. Ekonomija. Pravo. Ekonomija. Filozofski. Pravo. Ekonomija. I tak u nedogled. Pripremam se za ekonomiju, ali neznam dali je to ono što želim. Dali budem zadovoljna, dali budem uopće uspjela proći u Zagrebu. Prijamni su sve bliže. Mi smo sve više izgubljeni. Strah. Prijamni mi traje 3 sata. 3 sata koja budu odlučna za moj daljnji život. Svi smo svjesni što nas čeka. Idemo sa hrabrošću i znanjem prema novim iskustvima…jaki smo.. pobijediti ćemo..
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Pjesma za Limbo - girl (zažmiri i pjevaj..>znaš kak scenarij ide...:D)
Sixpence None The Richer - KISS ME
Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing em upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
Slip inside the eye of your mind
Don't you know you might find
A better place to play
You said that you'd once never been
All the things that you've seen
Will slowly fade away
Samo za Plavookog ...promijenih pjesmu.. vjerujem da je ova više po tvom ukusu.. :)
EDIT:
BUFFALO SOLDIER
Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
There was a Buffalo Soldier
In the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
I mean it, when I analyze the stench
To me, it makes a lot of sense
How the Dreadlock Rasta was the Buffalo Soldier
And he was taken from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
Buffalo Soldier, in the heart of America
If you know your history
Then you would know where you coming from
Then you wouldn't have to ask me
"Who the heck do I think I am?"
I'm just a Buffalo Soldier
In the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Said he was fighting on arrival
Fighting for survival
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier
Win the war for America
Dreadie, woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
Woe yoe yoe yo, yo yo woe yo, woe yoe yoe
(repeat)
Buffalo Soldier, trodding through the land
Said he wanna ran, then you wanna hand
Trodding through the land, yea, yea
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier
Win the war for America
Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Driven from the mainland
To the heart of the caribbean
Singing, woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
Woe yoe yoe yo, yo yo woe yo woe yo yoe
(repeat)
Trodding through San Juan
In the arms of America
Trodding through Jamaica, a Buffalo Soldier
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
Woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
Woe yoe yeo yo, yo yo woe yo woe yo yoe
Post je objavljen 03.04.2006. u 15:51 sati.