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Šah - mat....
laganim hodom prema doma, uz pratnju kise, razmisljao sam ponovno o stvarima, osobama, i nedavnim dogadajima...
prosavsi pokraj jednog birca, hodajuci po tepihu, koji lici na šahovnicu, puklo me....
mnogi prijatelji kojima sam okruzen, zapocinju dan, hodom po dugi...svakim korakom, upoznaju novu boju, nijansu, i tako, hodajuci prema vrhu, izabiru onu najljepsu boju, kojom ce se u konacnici spustiti na drugu stranu, cime ce zavrsiti ovu uzbudljivu pustolovinu zvanom zivot....
no moj pocetak dana, ne poznaje dugu pred sobom, vec ravnu plohu, obojanu u crno bijelo...
svakim izlaskom sunca, svakim pocetkom nove partije, borbe, moj prvi korak zapocinje na crnom polju...to su trenuci koje jedino pamtim..crni trenuci........bjeli su oni, kada stojim pred cistim papirom, ili platnom, i kada ostavljam svoj "krvavi" trag...i vratim se na crno polje...kao izgubljeni laufer, samo klizim crnim poljima, neznajuci za dugu, boje, koje uljepsavaju sliku, boje koje probude ljubav, strast, veselje, smijeh.......klizim prema kraju ploce, gdje me na kraju porazi kraljica......
u nadi da cu iduci dan upoznat druge boje, plavu koja spava u moru, zutu, koja sja na nebu, zelenu, koja pjeva na livadama, i crvenu, koja gori u srcu za nekog.........opet sam se probudio, zapocevsi dan, prvim korakom na crnom polje......
zaigrajte samnom šah......nemate sta izgubit.......
ICED EARTH – MELANCHOLY
Make the sadness go away
Come back another day
For years I've tried to teach
But their eyes are empty
Empty too I have become
For them I must die
A sad and troubled race
An ungrateful troubled place
I see the sadness in their eyes
Melancholy in their cries
Devoid of all the passion
The human spirit cannot die
Look at the pain around me
This is what I cry for
Look at the pain around me
This is what I'll die for
Make the sadness go away
Come back another day
The things I've said and done
Don't matter to anyone
But still, you push me to see
Something, I can never be
Why am I their shattered king?
I don't mean anything
I see the sadness in their eyes
Melancholy in their cries
Devoid of all the passion
The human spirit cannot die
Look at the pain around me
This is what I cry for
Look at the pain around me
This is what I'll die for
Post je objavljen 23.09.2006. u 13:22 sati.