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четвртак, 19. новембар 2009.
субота, 29. август 2009.
"...Sada rece Almitra:
Govori nam o ljubavi.
A on podize glavu i pogleda na ljude, i muk zavlada medju njima.
I snaznim glasom rece:
Kad te ljubav zove sledi je,
Premda su joj putevi tvrdi i strmi.
A kad vas krila njena ponesu, predajte joj se,
Premda vas mac skriven u njezinim perima moze raniti.
A kad vam govori, verujte joj,
Premda njezin glas moze razdrmati vase snove kao sto severac pustosi perivoj.
Jer, kao sto vas ljubav kruni, tako ce vas i razapeti.
Jer, koliko vam pomaze da rastete, toliko vas i podkresava.
Kao sto se uspinje na vasu visinu i draga vam najneznije grane
sto drscu na suncu.
Tako ce vam sici u korenje i protresti dok prianjaju uza zemlju.
Poput snopova zita ona vas u se skuplja.
Ona vas mlati da bi vas razgolitila.
Ona vas sije da bi vas lupine vase oslobodila.
Ona vas melje dok ne pobijelite.
Ona vas mesa dok gipki ne budete,
A onda vas mece na svoj sveti oganj,
da postanete sveti kruh za Bozji sveti pir.
Sve ce vam ovo ljubav uciniti kako bi ste doznali tajne svojega
srca i da bi ste po tom znanju postali komadic srca samoga zivota.
Ali, ako u svojem strahu budete trazili samo ljubavni mir i ljubavni uzitak.
Bolje vam je da pokrijete golotinju svoju i da odete s gumna ljubavi,
U svet bez godisnjih doba, gde cete se smijati, ali ne punim smijehom,
i gde cete plakati, ali ne svim svojim suzama.
Ljubav ne daje nista osim sebe i ne uzima nista osim sebe.
Ljubav nema nista niti se ona moze imati:
Jer, ljubav je dovoljna ljubavi. "
Govori nam o ljubavi.
A on podize glavu i pogleda na ljude, i muk zavlada medju njima.
I snaznim glasom rece:
Kad te ljubav zove sledi je,
Premda su joj putevi tvrdi i strmi.
A kad vas krila njena ponesu, predajte joj se,
Premda vas mac skriven u njezinim perima moze raniti.
A kad vam govori, verujte joj,
Premda njezin glas moze razdrmati vase snove kao sto severac pustosi perivoj.
Jer, kao sto vas ljubav kruni, tako ce vas i razapeti.
Jer, koliko vam pomaze da rastete, toliko vas i podkresava.
Kao sto se uspinje na vasu visinu i draga vam najneznije grane
sto drscu na suncu.
Tako ce vam sici u korenje i protresti dok prianjaju uza zemlju.
Poput snopova zita ona vas u se skuplja.
Ona vas mlati da bi vas razgolitila.
Ona vas sije da bi vas lupine vase oslobodila.
Ona vas melje dok ne pobijelite.
Ona vas mesa dok gipki ne budete,
A onda vas mece na svoj sveti oganj,
da postanete sveti kruh za Bozji sveti pir.
Sve ce vam ovo ljubav uciniti kako bi ste doznali tajne svojega
srca i da bi ste po tom znanju postali komadic srca samoga zivota.
Ali, ako u svojem strahu budete trazili samo ljubavni mir i ljubavni uzitak.
Bolje vam je da pokrijete golotinju svoju i da odete s gumna ljubavi,
U svet bez godisnjih doba, gde cete se smijati, ali ne punim smijehom,
i gde cete plakati, ali ne svim svojim suzama.
Ljubav ne daje nista osim sebe i ne uzima nista osim sebe.
Ljubav nema nista niti se ona moze imati:
Jer, ljubav je dovoljna ljubavi. "
петак, 31. јул 2009.
петак, 17. јул 2009.
недеља, 12. јул 2009.
Kad si srecan ne razmisljas
Never thought I'd get any higher, never thought you'd fuck with my brain, never thought all this could expire, never thought you'd go and break the chain!
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петак, 26. јун 2009.
уторак, 23. јун 2009.
Sreca i nesreca
Covek nikada nije toliko nesrecan kao sto misli,
ni tako srecan kao sto se nadao da ce biti!
ni tako srecan kao sto se nadao da ce biti!
недеља, 21. јун 2009.
Чежња
Можда и не слутиш
да ти баш она треба,
можда узалуд ћутиш,
можда те њен поглед вреба.
Тај поглед очију.
муње бљесак са неба,
те очи чежњу крију,
зар не видиш да те треба.
Можда нећеш, можда се бојиш,
ах, ти твоји снови пусти,
можда у облацима стојиш,
ал' понекад се и на земљу спусти.
Зато, не реци "не",
чежња је њена од твоје већа,
не руши сада све
што ти душа вековима осећа.
Очима сјајним
поклони поглед пун обећања,
крени стазама стварним,
побегни из света маштања.
да ти баш она треба,
можда узалуд ћутиш,
можда те њен поглед вреба.
Тај поглед очију.
муње бљесак са неба,
те очи чежњу крију,
зар не видиш да те треба.
Можда нећеш, можда се бојиш,
ах, ти твоји снови пусти,
можда у облацима стојиш,
ал' понекад се и на земљу спусти.
Зато, не реци "не",
чежња је њена од твоје већа,
не руши сада све
што ти душа вековима осећа.
Очима сјајним
поклони поглед пун обећања,
крени стазама стварним,
побегни из света маштања.
TREBA ZNATI
To znati treba, nasmejan biti
Od svega ostaje nam zlo
I kada treba suze liti
Sve bolje odlazi na dno
To znati treba, po svaku cenu
Spasiti makar svoju cast
Kad odu da se ne okrenu
To mogu najjaci od nas
Uprkos svemu, svojoj sudbini
Mozda ce lako moci drugi ko
sakriti suze kao na bini
Al' ja, o srce, ne znam to.
To znati treba, poci od stola
Kad ljubav vec je dala sve
Licem na kojem nema bola
I niko da to ne cuje
To znati treba, skrivati muku
Pred svima cuvati svoj lik
Na usta treba staviti ruku
Ugusiti ljubavni krik
To znati treba, ostati hladan
Srce je mrtvo, nema vise sna
Treba i tada, ma kako jadan
Al' toliko te volim
Ne vredi da se zna
I neka mogu svi
Ne mogu ja.
Od svega ostaje nam zlo
I kada treba suze liti
Sve bolje odlazi na dno
To znati treba, po svaku cenu
Spasiti makar svoju cast
Kad odu da se ne okrenu
To mogu najjaci od nas
Uprkos svemu, svojoj sudbini
Mozda ce lako moci drugi ko
sakriti suze kao na bini
Al' ja, o srce, ne znam to.
To znati treba, poci od stola
Kad ljubav vec je dala sve
Licem na kojem nema bola
I niko da to ne cuje
To znati treba, skrivati muku
Pred svima cuvati svoj lik
Na usta treba staviti ruku
Ugusiti ljubavni krik
To znati treba, ostati hladan
Srce je mrtvo, nema vise sna
Treba i tada, ma kako jadan
Al' toliko te volim
Ne vredi da se zna
I neka mogu svi
Ne mogu ja.
уторак, 16. јун 2009.
Zivotna istina
...Dok misli nam lutaju...
umoran k' o pseto, pun tudjeg parfema
dolazim da pricam, da te volim strasno
tu cak ni lj od ljubavi nema
al' to niko od nas
ne sme reci glasno...
umoran k' o pseto, pun tudjeg parfema
dolazim da pricam, da te volim strasno
tu cak ni lj od ljubavi nema
al' to niko od nas
ne sme reci glasno...
петак, 12. јун 2009.
недеља, 7. јун 2009.
KO SAM,STA SAM
KO SAM,STA SAM
Ko sam?
Sta sam?
Ja sam samo sanjar,
ciji pogled gasne u magli i memli,
zivio sam usput,ko da sanjam,
kao mnogi drugi ljudi na toj zemlji.
I tebe sad ljubim po navici ,dete,
zato sto sam mnoge ljubio,boleciv,
zato usput,ko sto palim cigarete,
govorim i sapcem zaljubljene reci.
"Draga moja","mila","znaj,doveka"
a u dusi vazda ista pustos zraci;
ako dirnes strast u covekovu bicu
istine,bez sumnje,nikad neces naci.
Zato moja dusa ne zna sto je jeza
odbijenih zelja ,neshvacene tuge.
Ti si ,moja gipka,lakonoga brezo,
stvorena za mene i za mnoge druge.
Ali ako trazec neku srodnu dusu,
vezan protiv zelje,utonem u seti,
nikad necu da te ljubomorom gusim,
nikad necu tebe grditi ni kleti.
Ko sam?
Sta sam?
Ja sam samo sanjar,
ciji pogled gasne u magli i memli,
i volim te usput, ko da sanjam,
kao mnoge druge na toj zemlji.
Ko sam?
Sta sam?
Ja sam samo sanjar,
ciji pogled gasne u magli i memli,
zivio sam usput,ko da sanjam,
kao mnogi drugi ljudi na toj zemlji.
I tebe sad ljubim po navici ,dete,
zato sto sam mnoge ljubio,boleciv,
zato usput,ko sto palim cigarete,
govorim i sapcem zaljubljene reci.
"Draga moja","mila","znaj,doveka"
a u dusi vazda ista pustos zraci;
ako dirnes strast u covekovu bicu
istine,bez sumnje,nikad neces naci.
Zato moja dusa ne zna sto je jeza
odbijenih zelja ,neshvacene tuge.
Ti si ,moja gipka,lakonoga brezo,
stvorena za mene i za mnoge druge.
Ali ako trazec neku srodnu dusu,
vezan protiv zelje,utonem u seti,
nikad necu da te ljubomorom gusim,
nikad necu tebe grditi ni kleti.
Ko sam?
Sta sam?
Ja sam samo sanjar,
ciji pogled gasne u magli i memli,
i volim te usput, ko da sanjam,
kao mnoge druge na toj zemlji.
субота, 6. јун 2009.
Ja jesam
субота, 9. мај 2009.
среда, 8. април 2009.
Da me nije bilo briga, da li bih...?
...if I didn't care would it be the same
Would my every prayer begin and end with just your name
And could I be sure that this is love beyond compare
Would all this be true if I didn't care for you
If I didn't care
I know there's time...
Would my every prayer begin and end with just your name
And could I be sure that this is love beyond compare
Would all this be true if I didn't care for you
If I didn't care
I know there's time...
недеља, 5. април 2009.
How can we be lovers?
How can we be lovers if we can't be friends
How can we start over when the fighting never ends
Baby, how can we make love if we can't make amends
Tell me how can we be lovers if we can't be, can't be friends
Look at us now, look at us baby
Still tryin' to work it out
Never get it right
We must be fools, we must be crazy
Whoa, whoa, when there's no communication
Whoa, whoa, it's a no-win situation
We lie awake, this wall between us
We're just not talking, we got so much to say
Let's break these chains, our love can free us
Whoa, whoa, ain't it time we started tryin'
Whoa, whoa, gotta stop this love from dying
Chorus
Baby, love is tough but we can take it
Baby, times are rough but we can make it
We can work it out
петак, 3. април 2009.
WHY?!
"Why"
How many times do I have to try to tell you
That I'm sorry for the things I've done
But when I start to try to tell you
That's when you have to tell me
Hey... this kind of trouble's only just begun
I tell myself too many times
Why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut
That's why it hurts so bad to hear the words
That keep on falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Tell me...
Why
Why
I may be mad
I may be blind
I may be viciously unkind
But I can still read what you're thinking
And I've heard is said too many times
That you'd be better off
Besides...
Why can't you see this boat is sinking
(this boat is sinking this boat is sinking)
Let's go down to the water's edge
And we can cast away those doubts
Some things are better left unsaid
But they still turn me inside out
Turning inside out turning inside out
Tell me...
Why
Tell me...
Why
This is the book I never read
These are the words I never said
This is the path I'll never tread
These are the dreams I'll dream instead
This is the joy that's seldom spread
These are the tears...
The tears we shed
This is the fear
This is the dread
These are the contents of my head
And these are the years that we have spent
And this is what they represent
And this is how I feel
Do you know how I feel ?
'cause i don't think you know how I feel
I don't think you know what I feel
I don't think you know what I feel
You don't know what I feel
How many times do I have to try to tell you
That I'm sorry for the things I've done
But when I start to try to tell you
That's when you have to tell me
Hey... this kind of trouble's only just begun
I tell myself too many times
Why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut
That's why it hurts so bad to hear the words
That keep on falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Tell me...
Why
Why
I may be mad
I may be blind
I may be viciously unkind
But I can still read what you're thinking
And I've heard is said too many times
That you'd be better off
Besides...
Why can't you see this boat is sinking
(this boat is sinking this boat is sinking)
Let's go down to the water's edge
And we can cast away those doubts
Some things are better left unsaid
But they still turn me inside out
Turning inside out turning inside out
Tell me...
Why
Tell me...
Why
This is the book I never read
These are the words I never said
This is the path I'll never tread
These are the dreams I'll dream instead
This is the joy that's seldom spread
These are the tears...
The tears we shed
This is the fear
This is the dread
These are the contents of my head
And these are the years that we have spent
And this is what they represent
And this is how I feel
Do you know how I feel ?
'cause i don't think you know how I feel
I don't think you know what I feel
I don't think you know what I feel
You don't know what I feel
уторак, 31. март 2009.
Take a bow
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Take a bow, the night is over
This masquerade is getting older
Light are low, the curtains down
Theres no one here
[theres no one here, theres no one in the crowd]
Say your lines but do you feel them
Do you mean what you say when theres no one around [no one around]
Watching you, watching me, one lonely star
[one lonely star you dont know who you are]
Ive always been in love with you [always with you]
I guess youve always known its true [you know its true]
You took my love for granted, why oh why
The show is over, say good-bye
Say good-bye [bye bye], say good-bye
Make them laugh, it comes so easy
When you get to the part
Where youre breaking my heart [breaking my heart]
Hide behind your smile, all the world loves a clown
[just make em smile the whole world loves a clown]
Wish you well, I cannot stay
You deserve an award for the role that you played [role that you played]
No more masquerade, youre one lonely star
[one lonely star and you dont know who you are]
Say good-bye [bye bye], say good-bye
All the world is a stage [world is a stage]
And everyone has their part [has their part]
But how was I to know which way the storyd go
How was I to know youd break
[youd break, youd break, youd break]
Youd break my heart
Ive always been in love with you
[Ive always been in love with you]
Guess youve always known
You took my love for granted, why oh why
The show is over, say good-bye
Say good-bye [bye bye], say good-bye
Say good-bye
среда, 25. март 2009.
I will be there
When you cry, I' d wipe your tears,
when you are scared, I' d push away all your fears...
...whisper 3 words
and I'll come running!
when you are scared, I' d push away all your fears...
...whisper 3 words
and I'll come running!
недеља, 15. март 2009.
...
Волети другог човека, значи и разумети га, а свакако и опраштати му.Није, додуше, лако волети човека онаквог какав јесте, али само ако будемо у стању да га не само прихватимо, већ да га и заволимо онаквог какав јесте, подстаћи ћемо га да буде онакав, какав може да буде.Јер, велика је то вештина умети разговарати са човеком.А сваки човек има једну или више ````слепих мрља ```` у себи и то управо за оне стране своје личности, које су битне за личност, а које он управо не жели да прихвати и да буду део ````себе````.
Snovi
Nikad ne odbacuj svoje snove ni sanjarenja. Ne dozvoli zivotu da ti presece niti na cijem su kraju upecani... cvrsto ih drzi... i dalje namotavaj... ne odustaj... prihvati mrezu... a ako izgleda kao da ce da ti iskoce iz mreze kad si ih vec jednom uhvatio, skoci za njima i ne prestaj da plivas, sve dok se ne udavis ako treba... samo nikad nemoj ispustiti svoje snove...
понедељак, 9. март 2009.
недеља, 15. фебруар 2009.
Buducnost
sta hoces jos od mene...
da, evo, uzmi...
evo ti moji snovi, i moje nade, i moje skrivene zelje...
evo ti ih...na...
pa radi s njima sta zelis...
mozda kupis parce lazne uobrazilje za njih, a
mozda ih i prodas na nekoj pijaci perverznog morala...
da, pa evo ti i moj osmeh...
pa i onako mi vise ne treba, zaista...
zaboravila sam i kako se koristi...
evo ti onda i moj glas, i dodir, i zelje i moje boje...
evo ti i moje nebo koje je nekad bilo plavo a onda si dosao ti
i postalo je...sve samo ne plavo..
a kada si vec uzeo moju proslost....
a kada vec mi krades i svaki trenutak sadasnjosti...
obecavam ti....
buducnost ostaje samo meni...
samo meni...
samo meni..
i nikom vise...
jer dala sam ti sve sto sam mogla...
sve sto sam imala...
a buducnost nikada necu imati...
jer je niko nema,
samo sadasnjost.
da, evo, uzmi...
evo ti moji snovi, i moje nade, i moje skrivene zelje...
evo ti ih...na...
pa radi s njima sta zelis...
mozda kupis parce lazne uobrazilje za njih, a
mozda ih i prodas na nekoj pijaci perverznog morala...
da, pa evo ti i moj osmeh...
pa i onako mi vise ne treba, zaista...
zaboravila sam i kako se koristi...
evo ti onda i moj glas, i dodir, i zelje i moje boje...
evo ti i moje nebo koje je nekad bilo plavo a onda si dosao ti
i postalo je...sve samo ne plavo..
a kada si vec uzeo moju proslost....
a kada vec mi krades i svaki trenutak sadasnjosti...
obecavam ti....
buducnost ostaje samo meni...
samo meni...
samo meni..
i nikom vise...
jer dala sam ti sve sto sam mogla...
sve sto sam imala...
a buducnost nikada necu imati...
jer je niko nema,
samo sadasnjost.
среда, 11. фебруар 2009.
How can you mend a broken heart ?
I can think of younger days when living for my life
Was everything a man could want to do
I could never see tomorrow, but I was never told about the sorrow
And how can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?
How can you mend a this broken man?
How can a loser ever win?
Please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again
I can still feel the breeze that rustles through the trees
And misty memories of days gone by
We could never see tomorrow, no one said a word about the sorrow
And how can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?
How can you mend this broken man?
How can a loser ever win?
Please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again
Was everything a man could want to do
I could never see tomorrow, but I was never told about the sorrow
And how can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?
How can you mend a this broken man?
How can a loser ever win?
Please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again
I can still feel the breeze that rustles through the trees
And misty memories of days gone by
We could never see tomorrow, no one said a word about the sorrow
And how can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?
How can you mend this broken man?
How can a loser ever win?
Please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again
Letter of Love
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Somehow I always feel better,
When I write you another love letter,
I let out my cries,
Never saying our goodbyes,
Then slip it in the pocket of your sweater.
I tell you my fears,
That bring me salted tears,
I wipe the pressure away,
In this short essay,
As bliss forms and reappears.
As the pencil rapidly flows,
I try to explain and compose,
The way I feel,
Is too good to be real,
Better than a red red rose.
Telling you my dreams,
Letting out all my screams,
Showing you I care,
And this relationship can go somewhere,
Is filling the sky with god's gleams.
You do something to me,
You let me fly and set me free,
Your simple touch,
Is way too much,
For even god to see.
I keep on writing like before,
But this time it's so much more,
About your eyes that makes me melt,
It's something that I've never felt,
It's your soul I deeply implore.
I will stand by you,
Until the earth's core turns a pale blue,
I'll indicate the love I share,
Make it unable for anyone to compare,
And keep the hope I have, true.
Times that hurt and make you mad,
I'll cheer you up to make you glad,
I'll offer you my support,
I'll even give you the news report,
And remind you of the times we've had.
Believe in me for I'm the one,
That shows you how to have some fun,
My quest to write this simple letter,
Can make things for us so much better,
Now our life together has just begun.
понедељак, 2. фебруар 2009.
недеља, 1. фебруар 2009.
Februar pocinjemo savetom ;-)
Savršena ljubav zaista je retka... Zaljubljeni uvek moraju imati prefinjenost mudrih, prilagodljivost dece, osetljivost umetnika, razum filozofa, smirenost sveca i snagu samopouzdanih."
Leo Buscaglia
Leo Buscaglia
понедељак, 19. јануар 2009.
Naposletku
Nismo se tražili .Samo smo se našli. A sada tako nađeni kao da se opet tražimo. Možda je to smisao ljubavi, ta lepota neizvesnosti. Čekanje na nedočekano, nadanje u beznađu, grljenje bez zagrljaja. Prožimanje u mislima I spoznaja da smo tu negdje, tako blizu, a tako daleko.
Doci ce vreme kada ce nasa tisina,
biti snaznija od vasih glasova.
Doci ce vreme kada ce nasa tisina,
biti snaznija od vasih glasova.
недеља, 18. јануар 2009.
Zima
Ne daj se.
Jer i ova zima je samo jos jedna prolazna pojava.
I ovo sivilo i jeziv vetar,
i ovo sumorno golo drvece.
Sve ce to proci.
A onda, kada se otope snegovi i ucute vetrovi,
kada sve ozeleni
i kada se stidljivo pojave prvi cvetovi,
novo Sunce ce sijati kao nikada do sada.
Nebo ce biti plavlje i lepse,
a tople boje ce biti zivopisnije i jos toplije.
Fijukanje vetra zamenice pesma
(te male pticice su vrhunski muzicari).
I tada, bices ludo zaljubljena i u to Sunce,
i u nebo, i u sve oko sebe.
Tvoje oci ce sijati od srece.
I ova samoca ce proci.
I ovaj kamen na srcu ce razbiti neka lepa rec.
I te suze,
taj izvor jada i tuge,
presusice.
Nece mi biti zao sto sam zaboravljena,
jer oni koji su me zaboravili
nisu dostojni mog secanja i ljubavi.
Volecu snaznije nego ikad,
i bicu voljena,
znacu da nekom trebam.
Tada ce i ta zima biti carobna,
to sivilo ce imati neku draz,
a vetrovi ce svirati valcer.
Jer i ova zima je samo jos jedna prolazna pojava.
I ovo sivilo i jeziv vetar,
i ovo sumorno golo drvece.
Sve ce to proci.
A onda, kada se otope snegovi i ucute vetrovi,
kada sve ozeleni
i kada se stidljivo pojave prvi cvetovi,
novo Sunce ce sijati kao nikada do sada.
Nebo ce biti plavlje i lepse,
a tople boje ce biti zivopisnije i jos toplije.
Fijukanje vetra zamenice pesma
(te male pticice su vrhunski muzicari).
I tada, bices ludo zaljubljena i u to Sunce,
i u nebo, i u sve oko sebe.
Tvoje oci ce sijati od srece.
I ova samoca ce proci.
I ovaj kamen na srcu ce razbiti neka lepa rec.
I te suze,
taj izvor jada i tuge,
presusice.
Nece mi biti zao sto sam zaboravljena,
jer oni koji su me zaboravili
nisu dostojni mog secanja i ljubavi.
Volecu snaznije nego ikad,
i bicu voljena,
znacu da nekom trebam.
Tada ce i ta zima biti carobna,
to sivilo ce imati neku draz,
a vetrovi ce svirati valcer.
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