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…ljubav je poput raja, ali boli kao u paklu…

i takoc…novi postić…u biti naslov nema veze s postom, sam mi se sviđa ta rečenica…ugl…ccc…svega je bilo kroz posljednjih 10-ak dana…dobrih i loših stvari…ugl…sad sam bila kod anuške moje…bila i ćalušićka…ccccc…bilo nam je luuuudo i nezaboravno, jelda?!hehehehehe…i svašta smo novog naučile…khmkhm…to će nam sigurno trebat u budućnosti…hehehe…joooj joj…još se nemogu prestat smijat…imali smo svakaih poučnih razgovora…khmkhm…samo molim lijepo sve cijenjene prijatelje da ne komentiraju pavlića i mene…pogotovo ti, ana…siroče moe…ti se nikad nisi uživila s….dada…hehe…eto šta alkohol čini od čovjeka…heh…nadam se da me do kraja tjedna niko niš neće ispitivat u šk jer niš neznam kad mi se neda učit…a joooj…i tak…evo vam malo tak nekih stvari za kraj…

-žena u ljubavi želi doživjeti roman, a muškarac kratku priču…
-lakše je oprostiti neprijatelju, nego dobrom prijatelju…
-samo se srcem dobro vidi…bitno je očima nevidljivo…
-bolje je prijatelju oprostiti nego ga izgubiti…
-mnoge mrzimo bez razloga, a da ih zavolimo, tražimo čvrste razloge…
-svijet je onoliko zanimljiv koliko smo mi radoznali…svijet je pozornica na kojoj svako igra svoju ulogu…
-ako je srce prazno, um ništa ne vrijedi…
- u nevolji se poznaje prijatelj…

i sam još jedna suuuper pjesma (meni)…

Cradle Of Filth-Absinthe with Faust

Pour the emerald wine
Into crystal glasses
We will touch the divine
Through kissed catharsis

Let us pitch to the seven-year itch
Of the ultra-decadent
To a tainted world and the painted girls
That our fantasies spent

Tripping through boudoirs laced with opium themes
Sipping the bizarre, tasting copious dreams
A toast to those most sacrilegious of days
Where for every whim won
One soon repays

We touched the stars
That now laugh from afar
At we, the damned
The damned
The damned
The damned

We have spent our time
Drenched in opulent splendour
But when midnight chimes
Will gilded souls surrender?

Let us drink on the giddying brink
Of pools of excrement
All manner of shit for the glamour and glitz
Mephistopheles lent

I remember the night as if it were engraved
A bright marble bridge stretched across dark waves
To the shore from the moon and by her grace
Came that erudite stranger
That fucker

He was a preditor, creditor cold
Our blood was young on the yellowing scrolls
And all that glittered was not gold
But we wanted everything
And for it all lost our souls

Come my friend, to fate let's raise
Two finger shots at this our last soiree
For tomorrow I fear
Swoops all too deadly near
This precipitous weir to Hell's high gate

We touched the stars
That now laugh from afar
At we, the damned
The damned
The damned
The damned

He was a preditor, creditor cold
Our blood was young on the yellowing scrolls
And all that glittered was not gold
But we wanted everything
And for it all lost our souls
Our souls, our souls
For it all lost our souls
Our souls...



to bi bilo sve za ovaj put…volim vas sve puuuno i šaljem vam svima pussu…pa-pa…


Post je objavljen 20.03.2007. u 22:36 sati.