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by LuDaChA

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ahh...svoje neke ideje cu napisati ovdje,slike mojih ludih frendica,ostale slicice i tako,svega pomalo... :)



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kol'ko vas je bilo ovdje??
od 01.06.2007

Mozete svratiti i kod njih ak hocete :D

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Ajla
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zmajska
moj,ajlin i lollin blog
samric
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ajla i dzeny
lejla
elma
dalila
dzeny

klikni ovdje



pjesme...




BRING ME TO LIFE-predobra pjesma

How can you see into
my eyes like open doors
leading you down into my core
where I’ve become so numb
without a soul my spirit
sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there
and lead it back home

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save
me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the
nothing I’ve become

Now that I know
what I’m without
you can't just leave me
breathe into me
and make me real
bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and
save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the
nothing I’ve become

Frozen inside
without your touch
without your
love darling
only you are the
life among the dead

All this time I can't
believe I couldn't see
kept in the dark but
you were there in front of me
I’ve been sleeping a
thousand years it seems
got to open my
eyes to everything
without a thought
without a voice
without a soul
don't let me die here
there must be
something more
bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and
save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the
nothing I’ve become

(Bring me to life)
I’ve been living a
lie, there’s nothing inside
(Bring me to life)


evo pjesma po kojoj se blog i zove

Boulevard of broken dreams
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone

Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah
Ah-ah, Ah-ah

I walk alone
I walk a...

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone...


ova pjesma mi je fakat prelijepa i "pomaze" mi kad sam tuzna,samo mi zao sto nema video pa da stavim,ali evo tekst

Beautiful soul

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

I know that you are something special
To you I'd be always faithful
I want to be what you always needed
Then I hope you'll see the heart in me


I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

(Your beautiful soul,
yeah...........)

You might need time to think it over
But I'm just fine, moving forward
I'll ease your mind
If you give me the chance
I will never make you cry, c`mon lets try

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul..........

Am I crazy for wanting you
Baby do you think you could want me too
I don't wanna waste your time
Do you see things the way I do
I just wanna know if you feel it too
There is nothing left to hide

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your soul

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

Oooh... Your Beautiful soul.. yeah yeah yeah

Oooh... Yeah

[Fading] Your beautiful soul..... yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)





































































najjaca izjava:
"Ja da se objesim,moja bi me mati ub'la!"

ove su mi najjjj....(takvo je moje misljenje...)









namijenjeno nekom...













































ova mi je pjesma super

PINK- Dear Mr. President
Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?

petak, 15.06.2007.

Mahir i Alma-Edo Maajka

ev posto ne znam sta bi pisala,ev jedna pjesma...dok mi nes pametno ne nampane ali slijedeci post tek nakon 30-50 komentara tad valjda smislim nes pametno haj pozzz see ya

Ljubav, ljubav je smisao života.
Priča mi čovjek za šankom dok cigaru mota.
Ljepota njena se ne može ni s čim mjerit
reče mi krvavih očiju i ode rakiju potegnit.
Zove se Alma i sjedila je sama u klupi
ja joj prosu neki fazon glupi.
Reko "Dje si curo zgodna" ona kaže da me pozna
ti si Mahir osmi dva već te dugo gledam ja.
Bilo je pola dva April peti Mahir se sjeti.
Odmah smo se zaljubili i pred svima poljubili
hodali smo školom držali se za ruku
djelili istu klupu i užinu, imali istu družinu.
Istu srednju školu, s njom sam pjevo u horu
izigravo foru, vozili se na mom motoru.
Ja, Alma i Tomos imali smo mali kosmos
svoje drvo uz Savu, stotinu djece u planu.
Svoje pjesmu, svoje priče, naša hrana naše piće
naše zvijezde i nas grad, sjećam se ko sad.
Rekla je "Mahire bojim se pazi da me ne boli."
Bojo sam se i ja al sam znao da me pravo voli.
Ja i Alma goli i njoj i meni prvi puta
bilo je ljeto i Ficibajr naše drvo pored puta.
Nikad neću zaboravit taj miris trave
u očima zvjezde kako sjaje topli vjetar sa Save.
Taj dim cigare moj izgubljeni pogled.
"Jednog dana bit ću ti zena a ti moj čovjek."

Konobar, daj još jednu ja izvadi siće
donesi Mahiru piće da ćujem ostatak ove priče
On svoj konjak sastavi pa priču meni nastavi
Almini starci su bili na rastavi.
Nije mogla više trpit non stop svađe
pa je kod mene živila rađe dok se sama negdje ne snadje.
Međutim to se odužilo na jedno dvije godine
pa smo prešli u stan kod moje bližnje rodbine.
Reko hajmo se oženit datum svadbe 3. Maj
na svadbu ćemo pozvat cijeli naš kraj..
tu je bio kraj.

Dan prije vjenčanja došlo je do sranja
ona bila je kod matere tam će dočekat svatove.
Al umjesto svatova, ljudi pale su granate
pobjegla je s materom kod svoje tetke Fate
Svi znate, bila je panika spasi živu glavu
ja sam preplivo Savu im'o sreću pravu.
Probo sam je nazvat međutim pukle su veze
"Alma je mrtva, Alma je mrtva!" to su bile riječi Kreze.
Krezo lažeš, lažeš Krezo jebaću ti sve
Ne lazem Mahire, matere mi, evo pitaj Alije
Alija reci nešto ljudi nemojte me sad zajebavat
vidio sam kako je pala kad je posla pretrčavat
i mrtva je 100 % jer ja sam zadnji osto
poginuli su još dvojica sto sam ih bio po nju poslo.
Bez zraka sam osto sedam dana nisam mogo jest
čeko sam svaki dan da neko kaze neku vijest
al ništa ni vijesti ni života u meni
samo alkohol u mojoj veni i sjećanje o jednoj zeni...

Otiso sam u Njemačku i počeo tam radit
reko lakse ću je zaboravit i malo ću se oporavit.
Dan za danom 12 sati dnevno radio sam vrijedno
poso i rad samo da zaboravim na rat.
Godine su prolazile i naniza ih se već 6
završen je rat u Bosni je to već stara vijest.
Sta ću dole, nemam ništa, tu sam sebi zivot stvorio
ma hajmo dole na par dana moj frend me nagovorio.
Došo sam dole i bilo je sve u najboljem redu
dok nisam sreo koga - pa Alminog rođaka Vedu
"Dje si Mahire? Dje si Vedo?"
Evo kaze bas sam sada kod Alme kreno.
"Zar si šeno Vedo, šta me zezaš?"
"Pa Alma je živa, šta ti ni ne znaš?"
Noge mi se odrezaše i sve slike nase došle mi na oči
"Vodime me Vedo moram do nje doći."
"Neće moći."
Reko "Molim?"
Kaze "Pa Alma se udala za Kebu s njime čeka bebu
i to drugu, prošle godine mu je rodila curu."
Dade mi broj telefona odma sam je bio nazvo.
Reko "Halo, Alma, izvini jebiga nisam ni ja znao."
Tako poče razgovor 2 sata smo plakali, jedno drugom se jadali, dok smo zajedno razgovarali.
"Izvini Mahire takva je sudbina bila
ako ti ista znači kćer mi se sad zove Mahira.
Nisam znala dje si nisi mi se javljo udala sam se za Kebu
i sad ga volim ono pravo plaho, hajde zdravo.
Zdravo, vidimo se sutra."
Evo sad sam tu konobar daj nam sad jos jednu ljutu.
Pa reko "Šta ćes sad hoćes se ić nać sutra?
Sjedi Edo pit ćemo do jutra." kapnu suza ljuta.
Diže se on kaze "'Izvinite ljudi, odoh ja sad pišat"
začu se pucanj i sva raja poče vrištat.
Izletio sam odma da vidim šta je to
Mercedes krvavi, pištolj - i Mahir se je ubio..

...ubi se čovjek a bio mlad...