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let me please introduce myself
- Tko sam i što sam- što ću, koga volim, što tražim, kuda idem, za čim lutam?
uzalud nebo za odgovor molim, uplašem sobom svoje suze gutam
tajanstvo stvari i života zebe
ne poznam ništa a najmanje sebe...
Tin Ujević
što mi se jako sviđa...
Xaver joj je odgovorio da dom nije ormar s rubljem i ptica u krletci, nego je prisutnost bića koje volimo. Zatim joj je rekao kako on sam nema svoj dom, bolje rečeno, da je njegov dom u koracima, u njegovom hodu, u njegovim lutanjima. Da je njegov dom tamo gdje se otvaraju nepoznati vidici...M. Kundera, Život je drugdje
čije stranice života prelistavam...
- Kapetan Esid-maj dijr frend, đast rid it
zaratustra-doktor Zaratustra i njegove noćne posjete
freestyler-gospodin Elokventni
lpb612-psihodelične i razarajuće pjesme
pandora-gospodična sa puno smisla za život
Lavica-lavica....
nemiri-Ivo Andrić i ostali;)
nikola-mister koji super piše i ima poseban odnos sa svojom kosom;)
DoseD-čuvar smišnih postova koji sluša TiBiEf;))
plavka- novootkrivena riznica pametnih razmišljanja
bez muzike, život bi bio greška
- ...uvijek očaravajuća...
WALK ON
And love is not the easy thing
The only baggage you can bring...
And love is not the easy thing...
The only baggage you can bring
Is all that you can't leave behind
And if the darkness is to keep us apart
And if the daylight feels like it's a long way off
And if your glass heart should crack
And for a second you turn back
Oh no, be strong
Walk on, walk on
What you got they can’t steal it
No they can’t even feel it
Walk on, walk on...
Stay safe tonight
You're packing a suitcase for a place none of us has been
A place that has to be believed to be seen
You could have flown away
A singing bird in an open cage
Who will only fly, only fly for freedom
Walk on, walk on
What you've got they can't deny it
Can’t sell it, can’t buy it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight
And I know it aches
And your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on, walk on
Home... hard to know what it is if you’ve never had one
Home... I can’t say where it is but I know I'm going home
That's where the hurt is
I know it aches
How your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on, walk on
Leave it behind
You've got to leave it behind
All that you fashion
All that you make
All that you build
All that you break
All that you measure
All that you steal
All this you can leave behind
All that you reason
All that you sense
All that you speak
All you dress up
All that you scheme...
I KNOW A PLACE WHERE WE CAN CARRY ON
- Old pirates, yes, they rob i;
Sold I to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took i
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By the ’and of the almighty.
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly.
Won’t you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
’cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
’cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look? ooh!
Some say it’s just a part of it:
We’ve got to fulfil de book.
Won’t you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
’cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our mind.
Wo! have no fear for atomic energy,
’cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say it’s just a part of it:
We’ve got to fulfil de book.
Won’t you help to sing
Dese songs of freedom? -
’cause all I ever had:
Redemption songs -
All I ever had:
Redemption songs:
These songs of freedom,
Songs of freedom.
...nije najgore to što svijet nije slobodan, nego što su se ljudi odvikli od slobode...(opet Kundera)