petak, 04.11.2005.
i wish you were here,i wish you were here.....
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- i am....17,zbunjena,
musicfan..
love...
,muziku,komentare
,moje seke,
prijatelje,palačinke,
more,dalmaciju,praznike,
spavanje,dečkiće:)),lito,proliće,
prirodu,sunce,rijeku zrmanju,
koncerte,čitati,crtati,biti hiperaktivna,
bražil,argentinu,čile,putovati,...itd.puno toga
hate..boring people
dvolične people,
,
snobove
,depresiju,
matematiku
,školu po malo
...
slušam..mamu i ćaću kad dobiju plaću.
pank rok i te šeme.
mrzin slušat stalno iste pisme.
ponekad volin i klasičnu
iden u klasičnu gim..
trenutno iman crvenu kosu
nosin naočale
grizen nokte
ne češljam kosu
najbolja pisma sultans of swing i vjerojatno one
od kojih objavin tekstove i to ma ima puno tih
pisama da ni sama ne znan više
najdraže boje su mi žuta crvena i ljubčibasta
često san živčana
gušt mi je spuštat kad mi neko nešto kaže..
malo teže sklapam prijateljstva jer sam malo šaj..ali to nastojim svladat;)
često visin na internetu pa me moje prije tiraju van..
uglavnom..moj blog čitajte u mozilla firefox pa nećete i
mat problema oko čitanja i traženja posta..i povećajte prozor..
(ovo pišen već 5put)
moj mejl..zapravo dva..na iskonu-angelinaa@net.hr i
drugi-ajvar_girl@hotmail.com(ne pitajte zašto ajvar..)
fnc diverzant-biba
Opet sam u svijetu drame
Ni trenutka ne oklijevam
Za sve one naše dane
Ja ti ovu pjesmu pjevam
Slušaj sada i ne plači
Ja sam onaj koji puši
Znam da ništa ti ne znači
Al još nosim te na duši
Slušaj sada i ne plači
Ja sam onaj koji puši
Znam da ništa ti ne znači
Al još nosim te na duši.
Ostala si još u meni
Ko nedovršena priča
Ostala si kao dio
Ove pjesme, ovog kiča
Sada savršeno sjetan
Predajem se hladnoj noći
Znam da tebe više nema
I da nećes doći
I dok gledam nebo
Tražim vrijeme da se vrati
Pitam sebe dal će ikad
Ova pjesma stvarno stati
Čekam da se sunce vrati
Spoji dvije sjene
Da osjetim kako Biba
Stoji tu kraj mene.
I dok gledam nebo
Tražim vrijeme da se vrati
Pitam sebe dal će ikad
Ova pjesma stvarno stati
Čekam da se sunce vrati
Spoji dvije sjene.
Slušaj sada i ne plači
Ja sam onaj koji puši
Znam da ništa ti ne znači
Al još nosim te na duši.
rhcp-otherside
How long how long will I slide
Separate my side I don’t
I don’t believe it’s bad
Slit my throat
It’s all I ever
I heard your voice through a photograph
I thought it up it brought up the past
Once you know you can never go back
I’ve got to take it on the otherside
Centuries are what it meant to me
A cemetery where I marry the sea
Stranger things could never change my mind
I’ve got to take it on the otherside
Take it on the otherside
Take it on
Take it on
Chorus
Pour my life into a paper cup
The ashtray’s full and I’m spillin’ my guts
She wants to know am I still a slut
I’ve got to take it on the otherside
Scarlet starlet and she’s in my bed
A candidate for my soul mate bled
Push the trigger and pull the thread
I’ve got to take it on the otherside
Take it on the otherside
Take it on
Take it on
Chorus
Turn me on take me for a hard ride
Burn me out leave me on the otherside
I yell and tell it that
It’s not my friend
I tear it down I tear it down
And then it’s born again
Chorus
How long I don’t believe it’s bad
Slit my throat
It’s all I ever
Rijetko se smijes
i samo hladno govoris
dal' nesto krijes
od cega zelis pobjeci
ako cekas ruznu rijec
od mene je neces dobiti
znam da ima nacina
shvatit cu,samo reci mi
Da li me volis,il' samo me razumijes
Nervozno lupas prstima
sve ti je na vrh jezika
skupi malo hrabrosti
reci i ja cu nestati
al' ako cekas ruznu rijec
pa da puknes kao grom
od mene je neces dobiti
shvatit cu,samo reci mi
Da li me volis,il' samo me razumiješs
Pablo Neruda
Ove noći mogu napisati najtužnije stihove.
Napisati na primjer: "Noć je puna zvijezda,
trepere modre zvijezde u daljini".
Noćni vjetar kruži nebom i pjeva.
Ove noći mogu napisati najtužnije stihove.
Volio sam je, a katkad je i ona mene voljela.
U noćima, kao ova, držao sam je u svom naručju.
Ljubio sam je, koliko puta, pod beskrajnim nebom.
Voljela me je, a katkada sam i ja nju volio.
Kako da ne ljubim njene velike nepomične oči.
Ove noći mogu napisati najtužnije stihove.
Pomisao da je nema. Osjećaj da sam je izgubio.
Slušati beskrajnu noć, bez nje još beskrajniju.
I stih pada na dušu kao rosa na livadu.
Nije važno što je moja ljubav nije mogla zadržati.
Noć je zvjezdovita i ona nije uz mene.
I to je sve.U daljini netko pjeva. U daljini.
Moja je duša nespokojna što ju je izgubila.
Kao da je želi približiti moj je pogled traži.
Moje srce je traži, a ona nije uz mene.
Ista noć odijeva bjelinom ista stabla.
Mi sami, oni od nekada, nismo više isti.
Više je ne volim, zaista, a možda je ipak volim.
Tako je kratka ljubav, a tako dug zaborav.
Jer sam je u noćima, kao ova, držao u svom naručju,
moja je duša nespokojna što ju je izgubila.
Iako je ovo posljednja bol koju mi ona zadaje,
i ovi stihovi posljednji koje za nju pišem
You get a shiver in the dark
It’s been raining in the park but meantime
South of the river you stop and you hold everything
A band is blowing dixie double four time
You feel all right when you hear that music ring
You step inside but you don’t see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Too much competition too many other places
But not too many horns can make that sound
Way on downsouth way on downsouth london town
You check out guitar george he knows all the chords
Mind he’s strictly rhythm he doesn’t want to make it cry or sing
And an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to play his thing
And harry doesn’t mind if he doesn’t make the scene
He’s got a daytime job he’s doing alright
He can play honky tonk just like anything
Saving it up for friday night
With the sultans with the sultans of swing
And a crowd of young boys they’re fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles
They don’t give a damn about any trumpet playing band
It ain’t what they call rock and roll
And the sultans played creole
And then the man he steps right up to the microphone
And says at last just as the time bell rings
’thank you goodnight now it’s time to go home’
And he makes it fast with one more thing
’we are the sultans of swing’
Pogledaj u moje oći
Zašto skrivaš pogled taj
Pogledaj u moje lice
I pokaži osmijeh svoj
Djevojko u sutonu tihom
Pokraj rijeke što koraćaš
S tužnom sjenom na licu svom
I kosom nježnom
I kosom plavom
Kao lan
Jedina moja tebi sviram ja
Jedina moja tebi pjevam ja
Jedina moja tebi sviram ja
Jedina moja tebi pjevam ja
I see trees of green,
Red roses too,
I see them bloom
For me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue
And clouds of white,
The bright blessed day
The dark sacred night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world.
The colors of the rainbow,
So pretty in the sky,
Are also on the faces
Of people going by.
I see friends shaking hands,
Saying "How do you do?"
They're really saying,
"I love you."
I hear babies cry,
I watch them grow.
They'll learn much more
Than I'll ever know.
And I think to myself,
What a wonderful world.
Yes, I think to myself,
What a wonderful world.
koga se sce komentira mojim prstićima..osim ovi prvi tri linka
- Blog.hr
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evo:
donnie
lithium
maj švister lidia
hakerica
freddy
screwed one
dora
mirelica
leich
bubimirkova
kate zd
born to be wild
DORA
Babe I'm gonna leave you
Babe, baby, baby, I'm gonna leave you.
I said baby, you know I'm gonna leave you.
I'll leave you when the summertime,
Leave you when the summer comes a-rollin',
Leave you when the summer comes along.
Babe, babe, babe, babe, babe, babe, baby eatin' baby
I don't wanna leave you,
I ain't jokin' woman, I've got to ramble.
Oh, yeah, baby, baby, I'll be leavin',
Really got to ramble.
I can hear it callin' me the way it used to do,
I can hear it callin' me back ho--oo-ome!
Babe...I'm gonna leave you
Oh, baby, you know, I've really got to leave you
Oh, I can hear it callin' me
I said, don't you hear it callin' me the way it used to do?
Oh!
I know, I know, I'll never, never, never, never, never, never, never,
Gonna leave you babe
But, I got to go away from this place,
I've got to quit you, yeah
Oh!! Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
Oh, don't you hear it callin' me?
Oh, woman, woman, I know, I know
It feels good to have you back again
And I know that one day baby, it's gonna really grow, yes it is.
We gonna go walkin' through the park every day.
Come what may, every day, oh
My, my - my - my, my babe
I'm gonna leave you woman...
I'm gonna quit you baby
It was really, really good.
You made me happy every single day.
But now... I've got to go away!
Oh, oh
Baby, baby, baby,
That's when it's callin' me
I said that's when it's callin' me back home...
stairway to heaven
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven
Ooh, it makes me wonder
Ooh, it makes me wonder
There's a feeling I get when I look to the west
And my spirit is crying for leaving
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
And the voices of those who stand looking
Ooh, it makes me wonder
Ooh, it really makes me wonder
And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forest will echo with laughter
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May Queen
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
And it makes me wonder
Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know
The piper's calling you to join him
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
turn the page
On a long and lonesome highway east of omaha
You can listen to the engines moaning out as one note song
You think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before
But your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do
When you’re riding sixteen hours and there’s nothing much to do
And you don’t feel much like riding, you just wish the trip was through
Here I am - on the road again
There I am - up on the stage
Here I go - playing star again
There I go - turn the page
So you walk into this restaurant strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you, as you’re shaking off the cold
You pretend it doesn’t bother you, but you just want to explode
Yeah, most times you can’t hear ’em talk, other times you can
All the same old clichés, is it woman? is it man?
And you always seem outnumbered, you don’t dare make a stand
Make your stand
Here I am - on the road again
There I am - up on the stage
Here I go - playing star again
There I go - turn the page
Oo-ooh, out there in the spotlight, you’re a million miles away
Every ounce of energy you try to give away
As the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play, yeah
Later in the evening, you lie awake in bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers ringing in your head
You smoke the day’s last cigarette, remembering what she said
What she said
He-ey
Yeah
And here I am - on the road again
There I am - up on a stage
Here I go - playing star again
There I go - turn the page
There I go - turn that page
There I go, yeah, yeah
There I go, yeah, yeah
There I go, yeah
There I go, yeah
There I go, oo-oo-ooh
There I go
And I’m gone
nostalgična
Ima bit da san potrošija
I ono malo suza za navodnit dolinu sevdaha
I bluesa
svit je tužan, tu nikad neće bit pravde
za one koji žele samo da žive I rade I ljube,
I smiju se svemu ka vicu
A ja se pitan ima li smisla pravit dicu
Donosit ih na svit di su život I sloboda
Ka roba, koju će neki moćnik prodat
I ove stare melodije bude memorije
čiste nostalgije,
I ne znan šta mi je
Stari s bafima, stara s ogromnom trajnom
Sestra I ja, cili umazan slajom
I sve je daleko I tajno
Znan ni onda nije sve bilo bajno,
al ditetu sve je sjajno i pari mi se puno lipše
I ove kapi kiše ka da šapću: “Nikad više…”
Jer sve prolazi, ostaje samo u nama
U srcima , u umu, I foto albumu
Priča svaka slika, da ne zaboravin nikad
Nasmijana lica nekih starih prika
Nekih nema više, ostale su sjene
Mora bit da je s njima nesta
I dio mene
Al vrate ga kiše,
I vitar s juga
Neka stara pisma, nostalgija I tuga.
Nekad se pitan jel tribalo sve baš tako bit pa mislin,
tribalo je bit, jer je proklet ovi svit
I dobri ljudi uvik izvuku deblji kraj
Zato se nadan da postoji I pakal I raj
Neki viši sud, Božja pravda
Da presudi I kazni svakog onog gada
Željnog rata I žednog krvi
Al ko je bez grijeha nek baci kamen prvi
Ironično zaista, da citira Krista
Jedan od onih šta je odgojen u obitelji ateista
I to u mraku, u miješanom braku
U nekoj dalekoj zemlji, sad je samo u zraku
I baš me je tamo donila roda
Da ne mrzin I buden pošten, iskren I odan
A razliku između zla I dobra
Nisan naučija ni od fratra, ni hodže, ni popa
A kad su zavladali oni šta su pali s kruške
Božji ljudi su blagoslovili puške
Janjce slali u smrt, za svoga Boga, jedinoga
Za ludilo svoga ideologa kad bijesni mržnja
razum nije lijek
I ludilo uvik promijeni tijek
Povijesti, i ispiše novu krvavu stranu
U zemlji seljaka na brdovitom Balkanu.
Zato letin visoko iznad napaćenog tla
Daleko od poimanja dobra i zla visoko gore,
ka Suncu, u nebesa di se gužvaju poruke SMS-a
iz ovog vrimena izlazin van
I zaranjan u neki davni, zaboravljeni san
Neki bolji dan, pun smija I vica
Di su sritni ljudi I njihova dica
I gledaju u sutra, ozarena lica
Puni nade, u tom svitu pravde
Jednakosti, bratstva I slobode
U svit ljubavi me misli vode
I još uvik virujen da će na ovoj planeti
Jednog dana svi ljudi moć živit sretni
Razum, ljubav I znanje i
