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malimis
...sanjar prve klase...
Pridružen/a: sri ožu 17, 2004 10:41 am
Postovi: 2683
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 Nick Cave & Kylie Minogue - Where The Wild Roses Grow Lyrics
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
As she stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
They grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped the tears that ran down my face
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he came with a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lied on the bed
He said, 'If I show you the roses will you follow?'
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I kissed her goodbye, I said, 'All beauty must die'
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
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...ulazis mi u svijet kao vatromet
i dajes svemu neki smisao i ime...
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Plavooka
...drugi casnik...
Pridružen/a: čet kol 12, 2004 10:58 pm
Postovi: 586
Lokacija: Utrine
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Powder Your Face With Sunshine-DEAN MARTIN
Powder your face with sunshine
Put on a great big smile
Make up your eyes with laughter
Folks will be laughing with you in a little while
Whistle a tune of gladness
Blue never was in style
The future's brighter when hearts are lighter
So smile smile smile
Powder your face with sunshine
Put on a great big smile
Make up your eyes with laughter
Folks will be laughing with you in a little while
Whistle a tune of gladness
Blue never was in style
The future's brighter when hearts are lighter
Future's brighter, hearts are lighter
When you're wearing a great big smile
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Srce stade kao dete da se otima,
tražili smo se po prethodnim životima.
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| pet lip 17, 2005 10:00 pm |
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Plavooka
...drugi casnik...
Pridružen/a: čet kol 12, 2004 10:58 pm
Postovi: 586
Lokacija: Utrine
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Da znaš da me boliš-Crvena Jabuka
ispisaću po nebu riječi za tebe
vijekova mir vraćaš mi ti
smiruješ vode nabujale
moj šapat i krik ćeš pomiriti
pijem ti dah kao lijek
svaku noć, prije no što usnim ja
i taj tren i zauvijek
samo ti, ti si mi u mislima
i kad nisi tu, kraj mene
da znaš da me boliš
i noćas ja ću da te čuvam dok spavaš
i ljubim tamo gdje najviše voliš
dok sanjaš
hodao sam ja bos po oštrici
kavez samoće život mi gradio
i stalno čekaš lopova da karte otvori
hiljadu puta dosad me uvalio
ljubim ti oči k'o u bunilu
svaku noć tu boju usnim ja
ti si izvjesnost u ovom ludilu
i jedino sunce što mi sja
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Srce stade kao dete da se otima,
tražili smo se po prethodnim životima.
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| pet lip 17, 2005 10:03 pm |
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pantrotaš
...drugi casnik...
Pridružen/a: čet ožu 31, 2005 9:29 am
Postovi: 771
Lokacija: ...na žalu...
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Život je more... 
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pantrotaš
...drugi casnik...
Pridružen/a: čet ožu 31, 2005 9:29 am
Postovi: 771
Lokacija: ...na žalu...
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Život je more...
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| ned lip 19, 2005 10:43 pm |
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malimis
...sanjar prve klase...
Pridružen/a: sri ožu 17, 2004 10:41 am
Postovi: 2683
Lokacija: Asteroid B-612
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Flare - Srebrni
Srebrni, srebrni snijeg je zasuo ulicu
Tragove, tragove odnose vjetrovi
Zauvijek…
Hladno je, zagrij mi ruke, sakrij me
Da me ne vide
Nedostaješ mi
Mada te mrzim, voljet htjela bi
Ponekad sanjam da tu si kraj mene
i opet sam sama
Ja ne zaslužujem strah
Ponekad vidim te yeah
kad zaklopim oči i zamislim te
Želim da bježim
al na tebe podsjeća me
I prvi put kao da zaista znam
da postoji sutra, da postoji dan
kad ćeš doći i reći mi
Srebrni, srebrni snijeg je zasuo ulicu
Nedostaješ mi
Mada te mrzim, voljet htjela bi
Ponekad sanjam da tu si kraj mene
i opet sam sama
Ja ne zaslužujem strah
Ponekad vidim te yeah
kad zaklopim oči i zamislim te
Želim da bježim
al na tebe podsjeća me
I prvi put kao da zaista znam
da postoji sutra, da postoji dan
kad ćeš doći i reći mi
Srebrni…
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...ulazis mi u svijet kao vatromet
i dajes svemu neki smisao i ime...
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| pon lip 20, 2005 9:09 am |
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Zagi
....kapetan...
Pridružen/a: sub pro 18, 2004 1:06 pm
Postovi: 1162
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Neki ljudi padnu i opet polete
Ja bi htio, al ne mogu bez tebe.
A letio sam nekad, letio i ja
Imao sam krila, krila leptira.
Ima nesto tužno, tužno u meni
Što mi ne da, da ja opet poletim.
A letio sam nekad, letio i ja
Imao sam krila, krila leptira
Visoko je nebo, bog i anđeli
Ali ja ne mogu, gore kao ti.
Tutitji
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Rat je kao pijan svat prošao poljem... Šenlučio celu noć...
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| pon lip 20, 2005 2:30 pm |
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Ifka
hej, haj, bas je briga...
Pridružen/a: pet tra 09, 2004 1:09 am
Postovi: 532
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Piloti - Kao ptica na mom dlanu
Kao ptica na mom dlanu skakuces,
Priznacu ti zasto volim prolece,
Podelicu i ovu noc sa zvezdama,
Prekricu te nebom kad budes zaspala.
Otopicu ti led sa usana,
Dacu sve sto imam za tvoja oka dva
Kao mesec kad proviri iz tvoga dvorista,
Obasjacu ti lice kad budes zaspala.
Ne znam kako da pobegnem od sna,
I ne znam dal' te iko voli kao ja,
Al' ne bi ova noc tako bolela,
Da me nisi volela.
Kao osmeh letnje noci nestajes,
Znam da neces doci al' ipak cekam te,
Osetices nocas miris tresanja,
Znaces da sam budan kad budes zaspala.
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svaki tren vise volim te
i taj osmjeh tvoj
budi moj svjet
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| pon lip 20, 2005 8:27 pm |
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Plavooka
...drugi casnik...
Pridružen/a: čet kol 12, 2004 10:58 pm
Postovi: 586
Lokacija: Utrine
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Žao mi je
žao mi je
djece bez roditelja,
ljudi bez prijatelja,
onih što nisu zdravo,
naše mi ljubavi žao
žao mi je
onih što kruha ištu,
nemoćno šake stišću
žalim ih što su gladni
nemaju sreće jadni
i pitam se,pitam skoro život cijeli
da l’ to nekog tuđa nesreća veseli
k’o da iza ugla stoji, pa nas vreba
sve više je onih koje žalit treba
žao mi je
onih što sebe žale
pa ispadnu budale
žalim i krivo suđene
zavedene i sluđene
žao mi je
kad lažu, kad nas kradu
ljudi što gube nadu
kad vjere nema više
loše nam se piše
i pitam se , pitam skoro život cijeli
dal’ to nekog tuđa nesreća veseli
k’o da iza ugla stoji, pa nas vreba
sve više je onih koje žalit treba
žao mi je
što istinu doznati
glupana prepoznati
nikada neću moći
što će mi život proći
žalim što pjesma će stati
a tek sam počeo
nabrajati...
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Srce stade kao dete da se otima,
tražili smo se po prethodnim životima.
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| pon lip 20, 2005 9:36 pm |
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pupi
....kapetan...
Pridružen/a: čet ožu 18, 2004 12:22 am
Postovi: 1141
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Well, if I had to do it all over again,
Babe, I'd do it all over you.
And if I had to wait for ten thousand years,
Babe, I'd even do that too.
Well, a dog's got his bone in the alley,
A cat, she's got nine lives,
A millionaire's got a million dollars,
King Saud's got four hundred wives.
Well, ev'rybody's got somethin'
That they're lookin' forward to.
I'm lookin' forward to when I can do it all again
And babe, I'll do it all over you.
Well, if I had my way tomorrow or today,
Babe, I'd run circles all around.
I'd jump up in the wind, do a somersault and spin,
I'd even dance a jig on the ground.
Well, everybody gets their hour,
Everybody gets their time,
Little David when he picked up his pebbles,
Even Sampson after he went blind.
Well, everybody gets the chance
To do what they want to do.
When my time arrives you better run for your life
'Cause babe, I'll do it all over you.
Well, I don't need no money, I just need a day that's sunny,
Baby, and my days are gonna come.
And I grab me a pint, you know that I'm a giant
When you hear me yellin', "Fee-fi-fo-fum."
Well, you cut me like a jigsaw puzzle,
You made me to a walkin' wreck,
Then you pushed my heart through my backbone,
Then you knocked off my head from my neck.
Well, if I'm ever standin' steady
A-doin' what I want to do,
Well, I tell you little lover that you better run for cover
'Cause babe, I'll do it all over you.
I'm just restin' at your gate so that I won't be late
And, momma, I'm a-just sittin' on the shelf.
Look out your window fair and you'll see me squattin' there
Just a-fumblin' and a-mumblin' to myself.
Well, after my cigarette's been smoked up,
After all my liquor's been drunk,
After my dreams are dreamed out,
After all my thoughts have been thunk,
Well, after I do some of these things,
I'm gonna do what I have to do.
And I tell you on the side, that you better run and hide
'Cause babe, I'll do it all over you.
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www.didgiland.com
http://flickr.com/photos/pupifoto/
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| pon lip 20, 2005 11:48 pm |
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pupi
....kapetan...
Pridružen/a: čet ožu 18, 2004 12:22 am
Postovi: 1141
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The guilty undertaker sighs,
The lonesome organ grinder cries,
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you.
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn,
But it's not that way,
I wasn't born to lose you.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
The drunken politician leaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep,
They wait for you.
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin' from my broken cup
And ask me to
Open up the gate for you.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
Now all my fathers, they've gone down
True love they've been without it.
But all their daughters put me down
'Cause I don't think about it.
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid.
She knows that I'm not afraid
To look at her.
She is good to me
And there's nothing she doesn't see.
She knows where I'd like to be
But it doesn't matter.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit,
He spoke to me, I took his flute.
No, I wasn't very cute to him,
Was I?
But I did it, though, because he lied
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side
And because I . . .
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
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www.didgiland.com
http://flickr.com/photos/pupifoto/
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| pon lip 20, 2005 11:49 pm |
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pupi
....kapetan...
Pridružen/a: čet ožu 18, 2004 12:22 am
Postovi: 1141
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Angie, Angie, when will those clouds all disappear?
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, Angie, you can't say we never tried
Angie, you're beautiful, but ain't it time we said good-bye?
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried?
All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke
Let me whisper in your ear:
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said good-bye?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, I still love you, baby
Ev'rywhere I look I see your eyes
There ain't a woman that comes close to you
Come on Baby, dry your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it good to be alive?
Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried
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www.didgiland.com
http://flickr.com/photos/pupifoto/
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| pon lip 20, 2005 11:52 pm |
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pupi
....kapetan...
Pridružen/a: čet ožu 18, 2004 12:22 am
Postovi: 1141
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I've been holding out so long
I've been sleeping all alone
Lord I miss you
I've been hanging on the phone
I've been sleeping all alone
I want to kiss you
Well, I've been haunted in my sleep
You've been starring in my dreams
Lord I miss you
I've been waiting in the hall
Been waiting on your call
When the phone rings
It's just some friends of mine that say,
"Hey, what's the matter man?
We're gonna come around at twelve
With some Puerto Rican girls that are just dyin' to meet you.
We're gonna bring a case of wine
Hey, let's go mess and fool around
You know, like we used to"
Oh everybody waits so long
Oh baby why you wait so long
Won't you come on! Come on!
I've been walking in Central Park
Singing after dark
People think I'm crazy
I've been stumbling on my feet
Shuffling through the street
Asking people, "What's the matter with you boy?"
Sometimes I want to say to myself
Sometimes I say
I won't miss you child
I guess I'm lying to myself
It's just you and no one else
Lord I won't miss you child
You've been blotting out my mind
Fooling on my time
No, I won't miss you, baby, yeah
Lord, I miss you child
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| pon lip 20, 2005 11:55 pm |
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pupi
....kapetan...
Pridružen/a: čet ožu 18, 2004 12:22 am
Postovi: 1141
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Well, you've got your diamonds and you've got your pretty clothes
And the chauffeur drives your car
You let everybody know
But don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire
Your mother she's an heiress, owns a block in Saint John's Wood
And your father'd be there with her
If he only could
But don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire
Your old man took her diamond's and tiaras by the score
Now she gets her kicks in Stepney
Not in Knightsbridge anymore
So don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire
Now you've got some diamonds and you will have some others
But you'd better watch your step, girl
Or start living with your mother
So don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire
So don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire
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www.didgiland.com
http://flickr.com/photos/pupifoto/
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| pon lip 20, 2005 11:58 pm |
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pupi
....kapetan...
Pridružen/a: čet ožu 18, 2004 12:22 am
Postovi: 1141
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odjeb je lansiran za sve primitivce i kretene, jer su mi otupili živce.
A lansirano je i ogromno "KO VAS JEBE!"
za sve zlobnike koje cesto vidin oko sebe.
Odjeb je lansiran i facama s TV-a,
i onima sdesna i onima slijeva,
a i oni centralni, jer jebu mi mentalni sklop imaju odjeb non-stop.
Odjebajen ih strucno, jer vec mi je mucno to drkanje, pardon, zadovoljavanje rucno.
Iman odjeb za politicke igre i laži,
evo im fige i evo im "Ma bjaaaži!".
I svima onima koji odjebaju ljudski i normalno ide ovo,
opslužite me oralno.
Odjeb je lansiran, lagano plasiran, jer vec san dovoljno izmasiran.
Odjeb je lansiran, lagano plasiran, jer vec san dovoljno izmasiran.
Odjeb je lansiran ka prvo i prvo za pljuvacku kad se zaleti u grlo.
I za debilne pjevace je lansiran odjeb,
Bože oprosti, al' rado bi im iša na pogreb.
Ide odjeb onima u skupim odjelima
šta se razbacuju skupim jelima.
Ide odjeb za glumce, debilne mulce, šta misle da su face ako nose puce.
Odjeb ide svima šta misle da je lova jedino sredstvo ostvarivanja snova.
Tu mislim i na one ljude, znaš, šta koji se ožene pa vrište "Ima li nade za nas!!".
I taj stih vraca ih u dane kad su odjebali ljubav i uzeli konje vrane.
Odjeb je lansiran, lagano plasiran, jer vec san dovoljno izmasiran.
Odjeb je lansiran, lagano plasiran, jer vec san dovoljno izmasiran.
Odjeb je lansiran za statusne paranoje
i za tipove koji minjaju boje,
tj. okricu se kako vitar puše,
za njih uz odjeb ide i nešto da mi puše.
Iman odjeb za mutave intelektualce,
iman odjeb za umišljene individualce.
Iman odjeba na tone za poltrone i licemjere selje šta se grebu za fotelje.
Odjeb je lansiran za dilere i tajkune
i za fureže šta žicaju kune.
Ide odjeb za lopove,
ide odjeb za pandure,
ide odjeb za torture i debilne cenzure.
I za kraj ide odjeb, tj. ide ih par, svima onima koji odjebu ovu stvar.
Odjeb je lansiran, lagano plasiran, jer vec san dovoljno izmasiran.
Odjeb je lansiran, lagano plasiran, jer vec san dovoljno izmasiran.
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www.didgiland.com
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Jelena_B.
....kapetan...
Pridružen/a: sub ožu 20, 2004 8:34 pm
Postovi: 1484
Lokacija: Mutne vode sna...
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Lost Propelleros - Ljubavi
Da li znaš da sam sam
I napolju je ružan dan.
Ti se seti lepih dana,
Kad si sa mnom bila i ti sama.
Ne mogu ništa da predvidim,
Samo gledaj da te ne vidim.
Ne mogu ništa da uradim
Jer kad te vidim, baby,
Ponovo se zaljubim
I pevam:
Ljubavi...
Tvoje su grudi meke kao labudi.
Ljubavi...
A tvoje usne bistre kao potoci.
Ja sve ću pesme da poklonim njoj,
Samo ja više nism tvoj.
Ti znaš da te nemam više,
Ti znaš 'ko ti pesme piše,
Ti znaš 'ko se pijan njiše...
Samo ja...
Samo ja...
Samo ja...
Nisam tvoj...
Ja nisam tvoj...
Kad mrtav spavam na nekoj klupi
I čekam nek'o sreću da mi kupi.
Sanjam tebe... Kako si lepa.
Lep sam i ja al' ti si bila slepa.
Ljubavi...
Tvoje su grudi meke kao labudi.
Ljubavi...
A tvoje usne bistre kao potoci.
Ja sve ću pesme da poklonim njoj,
Samo ja više nism tvoj.
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 svima... Puno vas volem!!!
Nema me više u tvojim molitvama...
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| uto lip 21, 2005 1:35 pm |
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Jelena_B.
....kapetan...
Pridružen/a: sub ožu 20, 2004 8:34 pm
Postovi: 1484
Lokacija: Mutne vode sna...
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Lost Propelleros - Samovar
Već je zima zla,
A u mom srcu leto vlada
Tebe imam ja
Ne trebam nikog više sada
Rumene usne rešiće da kaže tebi poljub taj.
Mi smo smo sami
I srce zna da ljubav sja u našoj tami.
Mi smo smo sami
I srce zna da ljubav sja u našoj tami.
Kraj samovara ja i moja Mara
Kroz prozor viri grešni mesec bled.
Kraj samovara mi smo puni žara
Jer ima Mara usne kao med.
Ja znam da đav'o još ne spava
Njen pogled meni mongo obećava
Kraj samovara ja i moja Mara
Sad čas je pao, mi dolazimo.
Već je zima zla,
A u mom srcu leto vlada
Tebe imam ja
Ne trebam nikog više sada
Rumene usne rešiće da kaže tebi poljub taj.
Mi smo smo sami
I srce zna da ljubav sja u našoj tami.
Mi smo smo sami
I srce zna da ljubav sja u našoj tami.
Kraj samovara ja i moja Mara
Kroz prozor viri grešni mesec bled.
Kraj samovara mi smo puni žara
Jer ima Mara usne kao med.
Ja znam da đav'o još ne spava
Njen pogled meni mongo obećava
Kraj samovara ja i moja Mara
Sad čas je pao, mi dolazimo.
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svima... Puno vas volem!!!
Nema me više u tvojim molitvama...
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Plavooka
...drugi casnik...
Pridružen/a: čet kol 12, 2004 10:58 pm
Postovi: 586
Lokacija: Utrine
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PJESMA ZA MALU PTICU-Bijelo Dugme
Svu noć
Kucala je na mom prozoru,
Trideseta jesen,
Prstima od kiše,
A u zoru,
Dok si me budila,
Ptico malena.
Ti lijepa kao armija,
Ispod zastava,
A ja, komadić opsjene
Htio sam ti reći
Bježi, bježi od mene.
Bože,
Bože, šteta za nas oboje.
Sve bi
Bilo možda i drugačije
Da smo se ranije
Sreli ti i ja.
Nisi smjela nikada,
Ptico malena
Iz moje ruke ni jesti,
Ni vodu piti.
Jer ja nosim jedan tužan ugarak
Negdje na dnu grudi.
I ovo lice stranca
I hiljadu bora
I jedan ruzmarin
Koji ne vene
Zato
Bježi bježi od mene.
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Srce stade kao dete da se otima,
tražili smo se po prethodnim životima.
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| uto lip 21, 2005 9:19 pm |
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Plavooka
...drugi casnik...
Pridružen/a: čet kol 12, 2004 10:58 pm
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LOŠE VINO
Ne vjeruj mi noćas,
Svakog časa nudiću ti više.
Ne vjeruj mi kad gitara svira
I padaju kiše iz zlatnih visina,
Sve je to od lošeg vina.
Ne ljubi me noćas,
Biće suza stihovi će teći.
Ne slušaj me mala jer ćes čuti
Što ne želim reći i nije istina...
Sve je to od lošeg vina.
Ne gledaj me tako
Dok se ludi snovi množe.
Prevariću sebe
Srce nudi više no što može.
I što mu je sudbina
Sve je to od lošeg vina,
Sve je to od lošeg vina.
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Srce stade kao dete da se otima,
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| uto lip 21, 2005 9:47 pm |
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Plavooka
...drugi casnik...
Pridružen/a: čet kol 12, 2004 10:58 pm
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SVE ĆE TO MILA MOJA
PREKRITI RUZMARIN,
SNJEGOVI I ŠAŠ
Sve će to, o, mila moja,
Prekriti ruzmarin, snjegovi i šaš.
I dvije će pokisle ptice
Sa tvoga oka prhnuti na jug.
Nijedna suza, nimalo volje,
Nijedna slutnja, ni glas.
A moglo je bolje.
Reći ćeš: "Malo je tužno,
A on je bio kopile i jad".
I staćemo goli i sami
Pred ovo ledeno nebo i mrak.
Miriše pelin, pusto polje,
Ocvale ruže i med.
A moglo je bolje.
Gdje? Pokaži mi.
Gdje? kad tužne sudba ne voli.
I čime od svijeta da se braniš?
Kao ruža? Sa dva smiješna trna?
Ili snom?
Uzalud, uzalud, sve je protiv nas.
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Srce stade kao dete da se otima,
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| uto lip 21, 2005 9:50 pm |
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pantrotaš
...drugi casnik...
Pridružen/a: čet ožu 31, 2005 9:29 am
Postovi: 771
Lokacija: ...na žalu...
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| uto lip 21, 2005 10:36 pm |
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pantrotaš
...drugi casnik...
Pridružen/a: čet ožu 31, 2005 9:29 am
Postovi: 771
Lokacija: ...na žalu...
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| uto lip 21, 2005 10:37 pm |
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pantrotaš
...drugi casnik...
Pridružen/a: čet ožu 31, 2005 9:29 am
Postovi: 771
Lokacija: ...na žalu...
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| uto lip 21, 2005 10:38 pm |
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aco
...drugi casnik...
Pridružen/a: pet tra 22, 2005 11:53 am
Postovi: 769
Lokacija: zla vjestica ili dobra vila
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...srce lupa kao vojni bubanj...
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| uto lip 21, 2005 10:56 pm |
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Kala
Pridružen/a: čet lip 23, 2005 2:20 pm
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gledala me jedna ista ti...ja sam još i mogo pristati...al srce... ono se ko jare opire... 
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| čet lip 23, 2005 3:04 pm |
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