subota, 12.11.2005.
Could you be loved...aaa:) and be loved....
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Ahhh,new day! Fenomenalan day! Sretan day..i ja! Presretna..E,pa cijeli bozji tjedan je proso predobro,pun srece,rodjendana i kava...Meni je bio u pon,i super sam ga nekek proslavila..I ljudi su mi puno por poslali pa me jaako usrecili..Fakat volim kad se netko sjeti...I od moje 17.e godine,ja vise ne jedem meso..ni sunke,parizer...Osim piletine..Nju moram..zao mi je pilica,al jebiga..:( I danas idem na kavicu s jednom frendicom,koju nisam odavno ni vidila ni cula,i prije smo bile naj kad smo bile manje,pa mi je bas dargo zbog toga,e!:) |
Samo jos ne znam di bumo spavali,ali i to cemo smislit..Valjda..Nekako..Ajme..
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- Sanjar...Umoran.Tuzan.Ceste su njegove,ceste oceana plavog i beskrajnog.Njegovim cestama putuju svijetla,nježna i žarka.U svakom svijetlu je novo lice.Vedro i nasmijano.Prazno...
Tko se usuđuje voljeti sanjara? On sam plovi cestama svojim i iz njegovih očiju sjaji tama.Njegove ruke pune su rana; olovne i oštre riječi ostavljaji svoj trag na njegovoj koži...
Ja sam sanjar.Hrabar i slab.I kad plovim cestama svojim,tražim tvoj pogled sa dna oceana,jer i ti si sanjar.A samo sanjar može voljeti sanjara...
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''SUPERGIRL''
-Reamonn
You can tell by the way
She walks that she's my girl
You can tell by the way she talks she rules the world
You can see in her eyes that no one is her Chi
She's my girl my Supergirl
And then she'd say it's OK I got lost on the way
But I'm a Supergirl and Supergirls don't cry
And she'd say it's allright I got home late last night
But I'm a Supergirl and Supergirls just fly
And then she'd say that nothing can go wrong
When you're in love what can go wrong
And then she'd laugh the night time into the day
Pushing her fears further along
And then she'd say it's OK I got lost on the way
But I'm a Supergirl and Supergirls don't cry
And she'd say it's allright I got home late last night
But I'm a Supergirl and Supergirls just fly
Then she'd shout down the line tell me she's got no more time
Cause she's a Supergirl and Supergirls don't cry
Then she'd scream in my face tell me to leave leave this place
Cause she's a Supergirl and Supergirls just fly
She's a Supergirl a Supergirl
She's sewing seeds she's burning tree
She's sewing seeds she's burning tree
She's a Supergirl a Supergirl
A Supergirl my Supergirl...
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''LJUBAVNA PJESMA''
-Pablo Neruda
Ove noci mogu napisati najtuznije stihove.
Napisati,na primjer,''Noc je puna zvijezda,
trepere modre zvijezde u daljini.''
Nocni vjetar kruzi nebom i pjeva.
Ove noci mogu napisati najtuznije stihove.
Volio sam je,a katkad je i ona mene voljela.
U nocima,kao ova,drzao sam je u svom narucju.
Ljubio sam je,koliko puta,pod beskrajnim nebom.
Voljela me je,a katkada sam i ja nju volio.
Kako da ne ljubim njene velike nepomicne oci.
Ove noci mogu napisati najtuznije stihove.
Pomisao da je nema.Osjecaj da sam je izgubio.
Slusati beskrajnu noc,bez nje jos beskrajniju.
I stih pada na dusu kao rosa na livadu.
Nije vazno sto je moja ljubav nije mogla zadrzati.
Noc je zvjezdovita i ona je uz mene.
I to je sve.U daljini netko pjeva.U daljini.
Moja je dusa nespokojna sto ju je izgubila.
Kao da je hoce pribliziti moj pogled je iste.
Moje srce je iste,a ona nije uz mene.
Ista noc odijeva bjelinom ista stabla.
Mi sami,oni od nekada,nismo vise isti.
Vise je ne volim,zaista,ali tako sam je volio.
Moj glas je iskrao vjetar da joj dodirne uho.
Drugome.Pripast ce drugome.Kao prije mojih poljubaca.
Njen glas,njeno sjajno tijelo,njene beskrajne oci.
Vise je ne volim,zaista,a mozda je ipak volim.
Tako je kratka ljubav,a tako pust je zaborav.
Jer sam je u nocima,kao ova,drzao u svom narucju,
moja dusa je nespokojna sto ju je izgubila.
Iako je ovo posljednja bol koju mi ona zadaje,
i ovi stihovi posljednji koje za nju pisem...
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''RUN''
-Snow patrol
I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all I've done
And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear
Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say
To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbye
I nearly do
Slower slower
We don't have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads
Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess
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''MARIHUANA''
Mozda je prosao i zivot cijeli
od onog dana kad smo se sreli,
kad prvi put ugledah te oci plave
i kose boje pokosene trave.
A pomislih lijepa je ona,
i cuh zvuk onog zvona
sto je u smrt zove polako,
a da sam samo znao,vjecno bi plako.
Ruku mi pruza i kao da me pita
vidis li ona polja,mora i zita
i pruzih ruku ruci sto drhti
i pruzih ruku vapaju smrti.
I tada saznah pred kim stojim
pred onim sto zivi u snovima mojim
opojna i blijeda provodi noci i dane
u dimu marihuane.
Htio sam ljubavlju da otjeram drogu
sto je Ana skrivila Bogu?
Zvala je zvijezde da joj nocu sude
htjela je da voli i da voljena bude.
Uzalud bijahu sve molitve moje,
umiru oci plave boje.
Proklinjem budjenje onog dana
i zlo sto ga donosi marihuana.
Ana je djevojka plavih ociju i kose
imena sto ga tisucu djevojaka nose
koje ce isto jednog dana
otici tamo gdje i moja Ana.
Na grobu njenom zaplakah prvi
i rijeci ove ispisah kapljama krvi:
'Umrla je u svitanju jednog dana,
bila je lijepa i zvala se Ana.'
A znala je da narkomani dugo ne zive,
i da se kratko snovima svojim dive.
Voljela je bosti arterije i vene,
voljela je zivot,a mozda i mene...
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''TAJNA ZIVOTA''
Od dana kad je poceo zivot,
Nada ljubavi i srece nam sja.
Dal taj cemo cilj ikad doseci mi,
Dali odgovor bar netko zna?
A tajnu zivota dal znas?
Zasto nam je sakrila svijet?
I sunce je gore nad nebeskom svodu,
Nad nama kao veliki cvijet...
Taj zivotni krug,
koji pokrece sve.
Od vjere do nade,i ljubavi te..
Dok nadjemo mi
I mjesto pod suncem,
Na nasem putu
u zivotnom krugu...
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''WAKE ME UP WHEN SEMPTEMBER ENDS''
-Green day
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends
like my fathers come to pass
seven years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends
here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are
as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends
summer has come and passed
the innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends
ring out the bells again
like we did when spring began
wake me up when september ends
here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are
as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends...
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''STAY TOGETHER FOR THE KIDS''
-Blink 182
It's hard to wake up
When the shades have been pulled shut
This house is haunted
It's so pathetic
It makes no sense at all
I'm ripe with things to say
The words rot and fall away
What stupid poem could fix this home
I'd read it everyday
So here's your holiday
Hope you enjoy it this time
You gave it all away
It was mine
So when you're dead and gone
Will you remember this night, twenty years
now lost
It's not right
Their anger hurts my ears
Been running strong for seven years
Rather than fix the problems, they never
solve them
It makes no sense at all
I see them everyday
We get along, so why can't they?
If this is what he wants and it's what
she wants
Then why's there so much pain?
So here's your holiday
Hope you enjoy it this time
You gave it all away
It was mine
So when you're dead and gone
Will you remember this night, twenty years
now lost
It's not right
So here's your holiday
Hope you enjoy it this time
You gave it all away
It was mine
So when you're dead and gone
Will you remember this night, twenty years
now lost
It's not right...
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''SWEET CHILD OF MINE''
She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by
Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o' mine..
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''WHAT IF GOD WAS ONE OF US''
-Alanis Morissette
If God had a name,
what would it be.
And would you call it to his face
If you were faced with him in all his glory
What would you ask,
if you had just one question
And yeah yeah God is great,
yeah yeah God is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...
If God had a face
what would it look like
And would you want to see
If seeing meant that
you would have to believe
In things like heaven
and in jesus and the saints
and all the prophets
And yeah yeah god is great
yeah yeah god is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah..
What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home..
He's trying to make his way home
Back up to heaven all alone
Nobody calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in rome
And yeah yeah God is great
yeah yeah God is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah..
What if god was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home
Just trying to make his way home
Like a holy rolling stone
Back up to heaven all alone
Just trying to make his way home
Nobody calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in rome...
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"Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life)"
-Green day
Another turning point,
a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist,
directs you where to go
So make the best of this test,
and don't ask why
It's not a question,
but a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable,
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs,
and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf,
in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories
and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth
it was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable,
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life...
