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Plavooka
...drugi casnik...
Pridružen/a: čet kol 12, 2004 10:58 pm Postovi: 586 Lokacija: Utrine
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Generacijo
Znam neke koji su otišli pa se nisu vratili Za njih se ponekad čuje da su zemlju oslobodili Znam neke koji su otišli da bi mogli zaraditi Sumnjam da će se ikada više htjeti vratiti
I jedni i drugi su ostali moja generacija Djeca iz školskih klupa na kraju stoljeća Koju odrasli nisu stigli ništa pitati Pa se sada čude što smo prema svemu skeptični
A mi,mi još plazimo u starkama Cijene su nam pretežno u markama A ti orlovi nam sporo dolijeću Pa razmišljamo o novom proljeću
Ako bi se o razlozima mi zapitali Sto i jednom bi istu priču isti ispričali Vidio sam učitelja koji je mrzio popove Kako kleči pred oltarom k'o da traži ključeve
Vjerujte nije mi namjera nikog vrijeđati Ali taj o kome pričam će se već prepoznati A nama su preostale samo buntovne pjesmice Da se na ulici ferali ne pretvore u krijesnice
Generacijo...ne daj se Ti si snaga koja pokreće Generacijo...ne daj se Ti si dinamo ove države
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| sub lip 23, 2007 10:24 pm |
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zaista
...skipper...
Pridružen/a: uto stu 28, 2006 3:49 am Postovi: 322 Lokacija: tamo daleko...
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_________________ kad narastem želim biti balaševićeva balada...
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| ned lip 24, 2007 5:52 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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Didn't you want to hear
the sound of all the places we could go
Do you fear
the expressions on the faces we don't know
It's a cold hard road when you wake up
and I don't think that I
Have the strength to let you go
Maybe it's just me, Couldn't you believe
that everything I said and did, wasn't just deceiving
And the tear in your eye, and your calm hard face
makes me wish that I was never brought into this place
There goes my ring
It might as well have been shattered
and I'm here to sing
about the things that mattered
about the things that made us feel alive for oh so long
about the things that kept you on my side when I was wrong
Maybe it's just me, Couldn't you believe
that everything I said and did, wasn't just deceiving
And the tear in your eye, and your calm hard face
makes me wish that I was never brought into this place
And someday, I promise I'll be gone
And someday, I might even sing this song
To you, I might even sing this song, to you
and I was crying alone tonight
and I was wasting all of my life just thinking of you
So just come back we'll make it better
So Just come back I'll make it
better than it ever was
Maybe it's just me, Couldn't you believe
that everything I said and did, wasn't just deceiving
And the tear in your eye, and your calm hard face
makes me wish that I was never brought into this place
Maybe it's just me, Couldn't you believe
that everything I said and did, wasn't just deceiving
And the tear in your eye, and your calm hard face
makes me wish that I was never brought into this place
_________________ ...srce lupa kao vojni bubanj...
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| ned lip 24, 2007 6:11 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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"Someone Like You"
Nothing good was on T.V.
Called you up got your machine
I thought I saw you in my dream last night
Think I cried myself to sleep
I thought about you had to weep
Seems the world was very mean that's right
And I wanna see, what happened to you and me
Thinkin bout her eyes and hair
I thought I saw you everywhere
baby, you're not playing fair anymore
You're my one and only care
But my heart you have to spare
Now all I do is sit and stare at the floor
And I wanna know
Where would you go when I'm not there
And what would you do about me and you, do you even care
All this time I've been without someone like you
Now that you're here, I've got someone to run to
Someone like you, Someone like you
When you're gone I have to miss
Your soft touch and your kiss
Now my heart is spilling bliss cause of you
And if I had only one wish
To say goodbye and to dismiss
The old me Mr. Pessimist for you
But we're only friends
Comes up now and then, before I protest
And I'll keep lovin you
Girl I promise you, I'll do my best

_________________ ...srce lupa kao vojni bubanj...
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| ned lip 24, 2007 7:41 pm |
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Sreca
...skipper...
Pridružen/a: čet ožu 29, 2007 7:34 pm Postovi: 300 Lokacija: Širom pa u krug
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_________________ ...Ostavih iza sebe svet...
Zablude... Promašaje koji tište...
Prosto... Lako...
Ko neko beznačajno pristanište...
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| pon lip 25, 2007 4:31 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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Dobro veče, Zagrebe (Zagreb, Cibona, 18. 04. 1989.)
Davno nisam koncert počeo sam Tako, s gitarom... Šminka je da zvezda istrči Tek kad zasvira band. Ali danas, evo, počinjem sam Sve je po starom Kakva zvezda, kakvi folovi Večeras nastupa friend.
Dobro veče, Zagrebe Mislio sam malo na tebe Dok sam sviro po budžacima Braći narodnjacima... Ko će da me ugosti Sad kad nisam baš u milosti Sami smo u našoj magiji E, moji Zagiji...
Pesme su mi malo mračnije, znam Bome i ja sam Mnogi su o moje stihove Pera izlomili... Ne vole me više Tačnije, nisam im jasan Kojim pravom mislim glavom U onoj gomili...
Svejedno, dobro veče Zagrebe Mislio sam malo na tebe Dok sam sviro po budžacima Braći narodnjacima Ko će da me ugosti Sad kad nisam baš u milosti Sami smo u našoj magiji Dragi moji Zagiji...
Svirao sam svuda Sad me je sram Baš sam kušao sreću Uvenula detelina četvorolista... Davno nisam koncert počeo sam I skoro neću Nije vreme da se bude Neki solista...
Svejedno, dobro veče moj Zagrebe Mislio sam mnogo na tebe Dok sam sviro po budžacima raznim narodnjacima... i ko će da me ugosti Sad kad nisam baš u milosti Sami smo u našoj magiji Moji Zagiji...
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| sri lip 27, 2007 12:11 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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Devojka sa čardaš nogama
Nosila je jelek svileni kao u pesmi narodnoj. I krstić, znak na lančiću da nekog čeka navodno. O, to su bili svatovi, sve kićeni i zlaćeni. A mi smo bolje svirali neg' što smo bili plaćeni. Al' dobro sad... Nosio sam šal od kašmira i prsluk protkan tajnama. Baš od takvih su je čuvale tetke sa 'ladnim trajnama. K'o srna me je gledala žalosnom pesmom sluđena. Čije si pile pirgavo? Što nisi meni suđena? 'Ej, da... Hej, pusti kose pune polena! 'Ajde, baš u inat baba-rogama! 'Opla, digni suknju iznad kolena, znam da kriješ čardaš u tim lepim nogama! Rekoh joj "Beži, mani se, i traži bolje partije! Premala je moja tambura da te od kiše sakrije". Rekoh joj: "Ja sam samo tu da vreme brze proleti. Ja nosim čizme skitaljke, mene je teško voleti..." Badava... Hej, pusti kose pune polena! 'Ajde, baš u inat baba-rogama! 'Opla, digni suknju iznad kolena, znam da kriješ čardaš u tim lepim nogama! Hej, doleti mala senice! Tu, na moje zlatne čivije! Vatra šara tvoje zenice! Razbi nešto i zaigraj ludo, divije!
_________________ Srce stade kao dete da se otima, tražili smo se po prethodnim životima.
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| sri lip 27, 2007 12:12 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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Lepa protina kći
Još sam bio sasvim mlad, neke barske ptice sam lovio tad, kad je došla da se kupa lepa protina kći.
Nije znala gde sam ja, da je gledam, krišom, kroz trsku i šaš, a preko reke noć je pala kao plašt.
Mesec tinja nad vrbakom, srebri nebo, zveda roj, i kapi vode kao biseri koji blistaju svud po njoj...
O srce ludo, ludi sni, već se moji drugovi momčili svi. A ja sam hteo samo jednu: lepu protinu kći.
Čudnom pesmom zvoni drum, te su zime i svatovi došli po nju, iz daleka, neki svet za mene tuđ.
Bas sam prošao sokakom. Padao je prvi sneg. I još ponekad zazvone praporci što je odnose, ko zna gde...
Da se ženim, imam kad. Ja sam, eto, ostao momak do sad. Nikad više nisam sreo lepu protinu kši.
Jedan život, miran, tih. Nekad bacim kartu il' napišem stih. Stvari teku, ja se držim izvan njih.
I ljubim dobre, ljubim lake. Neke prave, a neke ne. I sve su vile, sve su kraljice. I sve su nevažne naspram nje...
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| sri lip 27, 2007 12:13 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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Ja sam u Zagrebu
Uvek ista stvar...Vojne prolaze, ljudi ostaju Pokupe se logori, kandilo dogori, rovove zaspe mir I ostaje nekih kojih nema i poneki živi koji nedostaju Al' mržnjica rominja, sprema se škrinja za sledeći pir
Dobro stojim ja: tuđ' međ' svojima, svoj međ' tuđima Ako si drugačiji problem si svačiji Nitko te ne voli i nisam neki lik Al' imam svoj krik - dinamit u plućima
Dug je put od krika pa do jauka i zato pusti priče dal' ću skoro tu To baš i nije tako važno k'o što se čini... Pišu proteste, prete, prave porote... Slabe su to sve ustave da ovaj huk zaustave.
Ja sam u Zagrebu, ja sam na Ilici Plešem po ulicama po kojima se ne sme Moj trag je na nebu u svakoj prilici Haram po tulumima prerušen u pesme
Čim neko protrlja gitaru stvorim se k'o dobri duh Još se o meni tu i tamo krišom priča Pa i prođem daškom starom Vlaškom nečujno k'o potepuh Jureći senke putem Kaptola i Griča
Ja sam u Zagrebu, ja sam u Osijeku - Kao fantom minem Splitom kad se budi Znam, neki me ne bi tu, al' u prosjeku Ja sam u svakom domu gde je dobrih ljudi
Kad zadnji tramvaj s Placa prođe i kad se Dolac umije poznati refren netko zvižduće kroz Travno: "K'o ovaj stih razume taj čitav svijet razumije!" Na Trešnjevci i Dubravi ... gdje god je ljubavi
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| sri lip 27, 2007 12:14 pm |
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Sreca
...skipper...
Pridružen/a: čet ožu 29, 2007 7:34 pm Postovi: 300 Lokacija: Širom pa u krug
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_________________ ...Ostavih iza sebe svet...
Zablude... Promašaje koji tište...
Prosto... Lako...
Ko neko beznačajno pristanište...
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| čet lip 28, 2007 1:26 pm |
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Sreca
...skipper...
Pridružen/a: čet ožu 29, 2007 7:34 pm Postovi: 300 Lokacija: Širom pa u krug
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_________________ ...Ostavih iza sebe svet...
Zablude... Promašaje koji tište...
Prosto... Lako...
Ko neko beznačajno pristanište...
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| sub lip 30, 2007 7:53 pm |
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Sreca
...skipper...
Pridružen/a: čet ožu 29, 2007 7:34 pm Postovi: 300 Lokacija: Širom pa u krug
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_________________ ...Ostavih iza sebe svet...
Zablude... Promašaje koji tište...
Prosto... Lako...
Ko neko beznačajno pristanište...
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| sub lip 30, 2007 8:13 pm |
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èovek sa mesecom u oèima
...brodski mali...
Pridružen/a: pon svi 07, 2007 8:34 pm Postovi: 160 Lokacija: selo kraj sela kraj zagreba
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evo, ako mogu klinci, mogu i ja:
Sanjam da te opet slusam kako dises Kako dises dok savija se trava Da me dira tvoja kosa plava Tvoja kosa na mom licu draga
Sanjam da se opet volimo u klasju U tom klasju sto lezi tu pod nama I da luta tvoja ruka vrela Tvoja ruka preko moga tijela
Samo jedan zivot imam i ludo ga bacam Jer zavoleh jednu zenu, zenu koju sanjam Samo jedan zivot imam, koji nisam htio Jer zavoljeh jednu zenu koju nisam smio
Samo jedan zivot imam i ludo ga bacam Jer zavoleh jednu zenu, zenu koju sanjam Samo jedan zivot imam, koji nisam htio Jer zavoljeh jednu zenu, zenu koju sanjam
Sanjam da ti kazem "Vrati mi se draga" Ako treba pobegni od svega Jer je zivot samo ovaj jedan Nema nista, nista izvan njega
Samo jedan zivot imam i ludo ga bacam Jer zavoleh jednu zenu, zenu koju sanjam Samo jedan zivot imam, koji nisam htio Jer zavoljeh jednu zenu koju nisam smio
Samo jedan zivot imam i ludo ga bacam Jer zavoleh jednu zenu, zenu koju sanjam Samo jedan zivot imam, koji nisam htio Jer zavoljeh jednu zenu, zenu koju sanjam Jer zavoljeh jednu zenu, zenu koju sanjam
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| sub lip 30, 2007 9:15 pm |
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panta rei
....kapetan...
Pridružen/a: pon srp 05, 2004 8:21 pm Postovi: 3285
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http://www.progarchives.com/media.asp?id=417
oke ignorirat dio s bebekom
U svijetu tame skriven lik
Kroz kolut dima tonem ja u mir
I osjećam da gori moj svijet
Jer ništa od onoga što želim nije tu Krik iz druge sobe čujem
To mi neko kaže "Nisi sam"
Tako, tako sam umoran
I čekam valove, valove mora
Ti dolaziš s njim
Osjećam da dolaziš ti
To je znak da doći će dan
S toplim vjetrom juga
Krik iz druge sobe čujem
To mi neko kaže "Nisi sam"
Tako, tako sam umoran
I čekam valove, valove mora
Ti dolaziš s njim
Osjećam da dolaziš ti
To je znak da doći će dan
S toplim vjetrom juga
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| sub lip 30, 2007 9:26 pm |
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Provincijalac
...brodski mali...
Pridružen/a: sri svi 09, 2007 12:43 am Postovi: 115
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| pon srp 02, 2007 12:25 am |
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Sreca
...skipper...
Pridružen/a: čet ožu 29, 2007 7:34 pm Postovi: 300 Lokacija: Širom pa u krug
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Veče ne miriše na rakove i školjke mesec je bleda fleka boje cimeta uzimas cipele za šetanje kroz snove ulica voli ritam tvojih koraka
Vetar se provlaci kroz nepoznate reči asfalt se miluje sa tvojim štiklama suviše mekan da bi mogao da spreči ovo je veče puno tvojih tragova
Kad hodaš ne zastajkuješ i zemlju ne dodiruješ a mene ne primećuješ i uporno se trudiš
Da me prođe požuda jos drhtim od tvog pogleda iz nekih starih razloga ne mogu da se sredim

_________________ ...Ostavih iza sebe svet...
Zablude... Promašaje koji tište...
Prosto... Lako...
Ko neko beznačajno pristanište...
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| pon srp 02, 2007 12:59 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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Vincent
Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul... Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land. Now I understand What you tried to say, to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free: They would not listen; they did not know how -- Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. Now I understand What you tried to say, to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free: They would not listen; they did not know how-- Perhaps they'll listen now. For they could not love you But still, your love was true And when no hope was left inside On that starry, starry night You took your life as lovers often do-- But I could've told you, Vincent: This world was never meant For one as beautiful as you. Starry, Starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frameless heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes The silver thorn, a bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. Now I think I know What you tried to say, to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free: They would not listen; they're not listening still-- Perhaps they never will.
_________________ Srce stade kao dete da se otima, tražili smo se po prethodnim životima.
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| pon srp 02, 2007 3:11 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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Streets Of London
Have you seen the old man, In the closed down market, Picking up the papers, With his worn out shoes, In his eyes you see no pride, And hanging loosely at his side, Yesterdays paper, Telling yesterdays news, So how can you tell me you're lonely, And say for you that the sun don't shine, Well let me take you by the hand, And lead you through the streets of London, I'll show you something to make you change your mind,
And have you seen the old dear, Who walks the streets of London, Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags, She's no time for talking, She just keeps right on walking, Carrying her home, In two carrier bags, So how can you tell me you're lonely, And say for you that the sun don't shine, Well let me take you by the hand, And lead you through the streets of London, I'll show you something to make you change your mind,
And in the all night cafe, At a quarter past eleven, Same old man, Sitting there on his own, Looking at the world over the rim of his teacup And each tea lasts an hour, And he wanders home alone, So how can you tell me that you're lonely, And say for you that the sun don't shine, Well let me take you by the hand, And lead you through the streets of London, I'll show you something to make you change your mind,
And have you seen the old man, Outside the seaman's mission, Memory fading with the medal ribbons that he wears, And in the winter city, The rain cries a little pity, One more forgotten hero, And a World that doesn't care, So how can you tell me that you're lonely, And say for you that the sun don't shine, Well let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London, I'll show you something to make you change your mind.
_________________ Srce stade kao dete da se otima, tražili smo se po prethodnim životima.
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| pon srp 02, 2007 3:12 pm |
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Sale Nadj
Pridružen/a: čet srp 05, 2007 4:20 pm Postovi: 20 Lokacija: Široki Brijeg
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_________________ A ja, ja se kockam s prevarantom zivotom
iz rukava on svakoga dana izvuce nekog keca...
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| pet srp 06, 2007 5:33 pm |
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Sale Nadj
Pridružen/a: čet srp 05, 2007 4:20 pm Postovi: 20 Lokacija: Široki Brijeg
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Nocas je moja tuga
poprimila ljudski oblik
otvorio sam oci
ispred sebe ugledao svoj lik
pruzio sam si ruku i rekao:
vrijeme je da se krene!
Hajde, vrijeme je da se krene!
MAJKE
_________________ A ja, ja se kockam s prevarantom zivotom
iz rukava on svakoga dana izvuce nekog keca...
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| pet srp 06, 2007 5:36 pm |
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Sale Nadj
Pridružen/a: čet srp 05, 2007 4:20 pm Postovi: 20 Lokacija: Široki Brijeg
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What would you think if I sang out of tune,
Would you stand up and walk out on me ?
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song
And I'll try not to sing out of key.
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends
What do I do when my love is away
(Does it worry you to be alone ?)
How do I feel by the end of the day,
(Are you sad because you're on your own ?)
No, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends
Do you need anybody
I need somebody to love
Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love.
Would you believe in a love at first sight
Yes, I'm certain that it happens all the time
What do you see when you turn out the light
I can't tell you but I know it's mine,
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends
Do you need anybody
I just need someone to love
Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love.
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
with a little help from my friends
Joe Cocker
_________________ A ja, ja se kockam s prevarantom zivotom
iz rukava on svakoga dana izvuce nekog keca...
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| pet srp 06, 2007 5:39 pm |
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Sale Nadj
Pridružen/a: čet srp 05, 2007 4:20 pm Postovi: 20 Lokacija: Široki Brijeg
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And now the end is near
So I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exception
I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
Oh, and more, much more than this
I did it my way
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you know
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way
I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I've had my fails, my share of losing
And now as tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way
Oh, no, no not me
I did it my way
For what is a man, what has he got
If not himself, then he has not
To say the words he truly feels
And not the words he would reveal
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way
_________________ A ja, ja se kockam s prevarantom zivotom
iz rukava on svakoga dana izvuce nekog keca...
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| sub srp 07, 2007 10:50 am |
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zaista
...skipper...
Pridružen/a: uto stu 28, 2006 3:49 am Postovi: 322 Lokacija: tamo daleko...
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If youve been hiding from love
I can understand where youre coming from
If youve suffered enough
I can understand what youre thinking of
I can see the pain that youre frightened of
And Im only here
To bring you free love
Lets make it clear
That this is free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love
Ive been running like you
Now you understand why Im running scared
Ive been searching for truth
And I havent been getting anywhere
No I havent been getting anywhere
And Im only here
To bring you free love
Lets make it clear
That this is free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love
Hey girl
Youve got to take this moment
Don't let it slip away
Let go of complicated feelings
Then theres no price to pay
Were only here
Sharing our free love
Lets make it clear
That this is free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love
_________________ kad narastem želim biti balaševićeva balada...
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| sri srp 11, 2007 2:57 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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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...
_________________ ...srce lupa kao vojni bubanj...
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| čet srp 12, 2007 8:21 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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| pet srp 13, 2007 3:27 pm |
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