Galeb i ja

Lipo mi je, lipo mi je,
Na lažini suvoj ležat,
Na osami blizu mora,
Nad pučinom tebe gledat, a - moj galebe!

Tebe gledat, s tobom letit,
Povrh svega nimat straja,
Pa prkosit svakoj buri,
I neveri ča sve vaja, a - moj galebe!


Ča sve vaja, u svom bisu,
Da i more vrije, pini,
Bit gospodar, usrid svega,
Živo klicat, u visini


U visini, kada sunce,
Bes pristanka nami sije,
I da ništa na tvon nebu,
I na moru bisno nije, e - moj galebe!


Bisno nije, dokle krila,
Tebe nose, kud god želiš,
Pa neveri, oli suncu,
Ti se rugaš, i veseliš!



Na osami, blizu mora,
Dok se sunce, zemlji smije,
Slušan tebe kako klićeš,
Lipo mi je, lipo mi je,
Moj galebe!


Oliver Dragojević

Coward Of The County

Written by: (roger bowling/billy edd wheeler)
Performer: Kenny Rogers


Ev’ryone considered him the coward of the county.
He’d never stood one single time to prove the county wrong.
His mama named him Tommy, the folks just called him yellow,
But something always told me they were reading Tommy wrong.

He was only ten years old when his daddy died in prison.
I looked after Tommy ’cause he was my brother’s son.
I still recall the final words my brother said to Tommy:
Son, my life is over, but yours is just begun.

Promise me, son, not to do the things I’ve done.
Walk away from trouble if you can.
It won’t mean you’re weak if you turn the other cheek.
I hope you’re old enough to understand:
Son, you don’t have to fight to be a man.

There’s someone for ev’ryone and Tommy’s love was Becky.
In her arms he didn’t have to prove he was a man.
One day while he was workin’ the Gatlin boys came callin’.
They took turns at Becky.... there was three of them!

Tommy opened up the door and saw his becky cryin’.
The torn dress, the shattered look was more than he could stand.
He reached above the fireplace and took down his daddy’s picture.
As his tears fell on his daddy’s face, he heard these words again:

Promise me, son, not to do the things I’ve done.
Walk away from trouble if you can.
It won’t mean you’re weak if you turn the other cheek.
I hope you’re old enough to understand:
Son, you don’t have to fight to be a man.

The Gatlin boys just laughed at him when he walked into the barroom.
One of them got up and met him halfway ’cross the floor.
When Tommy turned around they said, hey look! ol’ yellow’s leavin’.
But you coulda heard a pin drop when Tommy stopped and blocked the door.

Twenty years of crawlin’ was bottled up inside him.
He wasn’t holdin’ nothin’ back; he let ’em have it all.
When Tommy left the barroom not a gatlin boy was standin’.
He said, this one’s for becky, as he watched the last one fall.
And I heard him say,

I promised you, dad, not to do the things you done.
I walk away from trouble when I can.
Now please don’t think I’m weak, I didn’t turn the other cheek,
And papa, I sure hope you understand:
Sometimes you gotta fight when you’re a man.

Ev’ryone considered him the coward of the county.


P.S. Thanks Plavooka na podsjecanju....

Lucille - Kenny Rogers

In a bar in Toledo
Across from the depot
On a bar stool she took off her ring
I thought I'd get closer
So I walked on over
I sat down and asked her name
When the drinks finally hit her
She said I'm no quitter
But I finally quit livin' on dreams
I'm hungry for laughter
And here ever after
I'm after whatever the other life brings

In the mirror I saw him
And I closely watched him
I thought how he looked out of place
He came to the woman
Who sat there beside me
He had a strange look on his face
The big hands were calloused
He looked like a mountain
For a minute I thought I was dead
But he started shakin'
His big heart was breakin'
He turned to the woman and said

You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille
With four hungry children
And a crop in the field
I've had some bad times
Lived through some sad times
But this time your hurtin' won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille

After he left us
I ordered more whisky
I thought how she'd made him look small
From the lights of the bar room
To a rented hotel room
We walked without talkin' at all
She was a beauty
But when she came to me
She must have thought I'd lost my mind
I could'nt hold her
'Cos the words that he told her
Kept coming back time after time

You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille
With four hungry children
And a crop in the field
I've had some bad times
Lived through some sad times
But this time your hurtin' won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille

Sokakom Zlatne Grede
Ko macor sumrak prede
Ljulja se nad kanalom klisanski bus
Tvrdjava pusta mesec kao zmaja nad Varadinom
Aveti tera sa Trga
Miletic vecito prgav

Salajka drema, brale
Krovovi lule pale
Liman uz Dunav tece, dobar su par
Kroz senku Bloka pristizu decaci Detelinarci
Dok buket zvezda prelep
Laticom srebri Telep

Novi Sad podseti se da je grad
Kad mu se sa ulica bitange sklone
Novi Sad, jos zablista ponekad
Kad sest raznih crkava uglas zazvone

Bio sam kud sve nisam
Vise ni ne znam di sam
Vido sam sve kojesta, bedu i sjaj
Varosi ima sto da gresim dusu, boljih i lepsih
Al samo jedna je shvacas
Varos u koju se vracas!

Cat Stevens

My lady d’arbanville, why do you sleep so still?
I’ll wake you tomorrow
And you will be my fill, yes, you will be my fill.

My lady d’arbanville why does it grieve me so?
But your heart seems so silent.
Why do you breathe so low, why do you breathe so low,

My lady d’arbanville why do you sleep so still?
I’ll wake you tomorrow
And you will be my fill, yes, you will be my fill.

My lady d’arbanville, you look so cold tonight.
Your lips feel like winter,
Your skin has turned to white, your skin has turned to white.

My lady d’arbanville, why do you sleep so still?
I’ll wake you tomorrow
And you will be my fill, yes, you will be my fill.

La la la la la....

My lady d’arbanville why does it grieve me so?
But your heart seems so silent.
Why do you breathe so low, why do you breathe so low,

I loved you my lady, though in your grave you lie,
I’ll always be with you
This rose will never die, this rose will never die.

I loved you my lady, though in your grave you lie,
I’ll always be with you
This rose will never die, this rose will never die.

I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see

Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind

Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, all your money won't another minute buy

Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind