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ponedjeljak, 26.02.2007.

ne pred trideseti...

People are strange when you’re a stranger
Faces look ugly when you’re alone
Women seem wicked when you’re unwanted
Streets are uneven when you’re down
When your strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you’re strange
No one remembers your name
When you’re strange

When you’re strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you’re strange
No one remembers your name
When you’re strange
When you’re strange

And isn’t it ironic… don’t you think…a lill too ironic…

Toni Parson je lijepo rekao koje stvari treba da zaobidjete ako vam se blizhi 30 rodjendan. Ja bih rado malo poprichala s Tonijem. Bash o tome. Sve sam uradila kako je rekao, no…

djavo always comes to take what’s his. Devile, would you please for your mothers sake do something?! (U prevodu: devile, de matere ti uchini neshto…)

shta vam se ne smije desiti pred 30 rodjendan… ono o chemu je lepa brena pjevala odavna, nesreca bolan. Nesrecna ljubav. I to tudja. Pa te skroz sjebe.

Pobeci negde daleko shto dalje, gde ne trebaju pilule za spavanje…
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