sve se teze suse nase cuture
vinogradi spavaju nam sneni
ogradu nam polomio vetar
kukuruze pokrali cigani beli
a ti ne treznis se, svejedno ti je sve.

prod'o si kucu i sve sto je vredelo
za isusovu krv si dao
ostalo ti samo pismo u sesiru
i njena slika u kaputu belom
negde na nebu sada je njen dom.

pusti me, pusti me da tugujem
jos jedino to mi ostaje,
pusti me sa tugom da drugujem
na to ima pravo svako
nikada nije me ona izdala.

nasa ulica u nebo se penje
i ja cu poci sa njom
neko uvek treba da te ceka
a mene ceka tuga i samoca
k'o zlocinca presuda, takva mi je sudbina.

pusti me, pusti me da tugujem
jos jedino to mi ostaje,
pusti me sa tugom da drugujem
na to ima pravo svako
nikada nije me ona izdala.

Vidim netko slusa Zagrebacki...

A kaj mogu... jedna me pjesma jos jucer sjetila nekoga i sada eto mu i ovaj pjesmuljak kada me vec inspiracija drma

Bilo...bilo kada mozes doci
i poput morske vode
svoju sjenu mi natoci
na ruke umorne

Straza,straza drzi me u zamku
ne daju mi da te dotaknem
ne daju ti da me odvedes

Budi snazan
Budi hrabar
Budi moj
Zauvijek,zauvijek,zauvijek,zau....

Straza,straza sada mirno spava
serum tece njihovim zilama
vodi ih vilenjak,vodi vilenjak

Kroz hodnik cujem snazne korake
glasno dises,cujem zovem te
jos samo jedan strazar budan je
svoje strijele salje na mene,
cilja,one prolaze...

Poslednja zelja,poslednja stvar
je da dodirnem jednom ocean
s delfinima zaplivam
poslednja zelja,poslednja stvar
je da dodirnem tvoje lice
i sa tobom otplivam

Poslednaj zelja,poslednja stvar
je da dodirnem jednom ocean
s delfinima zaplivam
Poslednja zelja,poslednja stvar
je da dodirnem tvoje lice
i sa tobom otplivam

Zauvijek,zauvijek...
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Napokon sam našla rijeèi ove pjesmice i sada sam baš haaaaaapy!!!

Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '97:

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.
The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists,
whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my
own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will
not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've
faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself
and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay
before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as
you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble
gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never
crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on
some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people
who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead,
sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only
with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you
succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life.
The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting
40-year-olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when
they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children,
maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the
funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do,
don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your
choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of
what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever
own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for
good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and
the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people
who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in
Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will
philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that
when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble
and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust
fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when
either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look
85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly
parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

Jednom... nekada... nekome... zbog njeznosti... i snova

Ako te izgubim najdraze moje
Utopit ce se zvijezde u valima tuge.
Ako te izgubim,ako jednom odes
nikada vise ljubavi druge,najdraze moje.

Ako te izgubim jednoga dana
ugasnuti ce sunce i nastat ce tama.
Da ne vidi nitko,ni ptice,ni ljudi
kad odem zauvijek,kad zauvijek odem,
najdraze moje.

Najdraze moje,najdraze moje,najdraze moje,
nikada vise ljubavi nove,najdraze moje.
Tama ce odnijet sve zelje i snove,najdraze moje.
Nikada vise ljubavi nove,najdraze moje.
Ooo,najdraze moje...

Oprosti mi, molim te,
Sto nisam to sto zelis.
Ti znas da volim te
Na neki nacin svoj.
Oprosti zbog patetike,
To je zbog romantike,
Umjesto cvijeca i svijeca
Uz veceru.

Znam da je tesko
Trajati sa mnom,
Ima me,
Nema me...
Pozelim nekad
Stati na lotu,
Al' bojim se.

Ja sam ja,
Ne drzi me mjesto,
Mojom dusom pusu vjetrovi.
Ja sam ja,
K'o nemirno more,
Mrzim luke, mrzim obale.

Oprosti mi, molim te,
Sto nisam to sto zelis.
Ti znas da volim te
Na neki nacin svoj.
Oprosti ako zvuci
Kao da sam nesretan,
Ti znas da sam oduvijek bio
Sa rijecima nespretan.

Dani se slazu
U godine duge,
Zima je
Pred vratima.
Nista nam dobro
Ne donosi sutra
Osim nadanja.

Just a perfect day
drink Sangria in the park
And then later
when it gets dark, we go home

Just a perfect day
feed animals in the zoo
Then later
a movie, too, and then home

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spend it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
You just keep me hanging on

Just a perfect day
problems all left alone
Weekenders on our own
it's such fun

Just a perfect day
you made me forget myself
I thought I was
someone else, someone good

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
You just keep me hanging on

You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow

Crni leptir

Ulicna svetiljka, baca svetlost u krug
dok crni leptiri lete pravo na nju
ali ne znaju da tu je kraj
da ih ubija njene svetlost sjaj

Nekad sam leteo leptir bio i ja
svetlost me mamila krila mi sprzila
crni leptiru, bezi u noc
jutro sacekaj svetlost ce doc....

Gdje li si se do sad skrivala
znam, negdje si uzivala
Kad god dosla, dobro dosla mi
jer jedno za drugo mi smo stvoreni

Ja odavno nikog ne ljubim
i spreman sam sve da izgubim
Kad god dosla, dobro dosla mi
jer jedno za drugo mi smo stvoreni

Podsjeti me sto to bjese ljubav
i bar na tren biti zaljubljen
sto to bjese, sto to bjese ljubav
i bar na tren biti zaljubljen

Ja odavno nikog ne ljubim...

Podsjeti me sto to bjese ljubav
i bar na tren biti zaljubljen
sto to bjese, sto to bjese ljubav
i bar na tren biti zaljubljen


ahhh....

Tvoj smeh budi secanja
Tvoj smeh boli me
A bio sam zemlja po kojoj si hodala
I kameno srce bi shvatilo pre

Tvoj smeh nose ulice
Tvoj smeh boli me
A bio sam zemlja po kojoj si hodala
I kameno srce bi shvatilo pre

I ja
Pozelim da si tu
I ja
Da si tu
I ja
Pozelim da si tu
I ja
To osecam

Svo kaj se desava kad odes na gablec u Staru Savu i kada pustaju tamo Toni Braxton

I heard he sang a lullaby
I heard he sang it from his heart
When I found out thought I would die
Because that lullaby was mine
I heard he sealed it with a kiss
He gently kissed her cherry lips
I found that so hard to believe
Because his kiss belonged to me

How could an angel break my heart
Why didn't he catch my falling star
I wish I didn't wish so hard
Maybe I wished our love apart
How could an angel break my heart

I hear here face was white as rain
Soft as a rose that blooms in may
He keeps her picture in a frame
And when he sleeps he calls her name
I wonder if she makes him smile
The way he used to smile at me
I hope she doesn't make him laugh
Because his laugh belongs to me

Oh my soul is dying, it's crying
I'm trying to understand
Please help me