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Obrisan korisnik

Pristupio: 16.06.2003.
Poruka: 18.025

18. ožujka 2009. u 00:00

Fly Me To the Moon

Poets often use many words

To say a simple thing.

It takes thought and time and rhyme

to make a poem sing.

With music and words I've been playing

For you, I have written a song

To be sure that you'll know what I'm saying,

I'll translate as I go along...

Fly me to the moon

And let me play among the stars

Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars

In other words, hold my hand,

in other words, darling, kiss me!

Fill my heart with song

and let me sing forever more

You are all I long for,

all I worship and adore

In other words, please be true,

in other words, I love you!

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Nat KING Cole: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h5EUcYw96us

Obrisan korisnik

Pristupio: 22.05.2007.
Poruka: 1.249

18. ožujka 2009. u 00:17

Ti si pjema moje duše

i kad' vjetar tiho puše.

Kad se sjetim dušo tebe

srce moje tužno zebe.

Pokraj save brijeze male

moju sreću su ukrale,

da ju nose nekom drugom,

sretnom cestom ili prugom.

Sad me boli ona stvar

jer u vezi našoj već je dugo kvar.

Kasno shvatih kako imam pjesničkoga dara

nek ti pjesme piše onaj 'ko te kara.

balkanska inspiracija

[uredio zoran g - 18. ožujka 2009. u 00:19]

Obrisan korisnik

Pristupio: 31.01.2006.
Poruka: 5.572

18. ožujka 2009. u 02:38

Rolling Stones - Angie

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 cant say were satisfied
But angie, angie, you cant say we never tried
Angie, youre beautiful, but aint 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, dont you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes
But angie, angie, aint it time we said good-bye?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You cant say were satisfied
But angie, I still love you, baby
Evrywhere I look I see your eyes
There aint a woman that comes close to you
Come on baby, dry your eyes
But angie, angie, aint it good to be alive?
Angie, angie, they cant say we never tried

Obrisan korisnik

Pristupio: 16.06.2003.
Poruka: 18.025

18. ožujka 2009. u 04:47

You Are the New Day

I will love you more than me
and more than yesterday
If you can but prove to me
You are the New Day

Send the sun in time for dawn
Let the birds all hail the morning
Love of life will urge me say
You are the New Day

When I lay me down at night
knowing we must pay
Thoughts occur that this night might
stay yesterday

Thoughts that we as humans small
could slow worlds and end it all
lie around me where they fall
Before the New Day

One more day when time is running out
for everyone
Like a breath I knew would come I reach for
The New Day

Hope is my philosophy
Just needs days in which to be
Love of life means hope for me
Borne on a New Day

You are the New Day!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TH2W7tSGuT0

Obrisan korisnik

Pristupio: 22.05.2007.
Poruka: 1.249

18. ožujka 2009. u 22:59

U nadi da češ doći, spremam večeru za dvoje,

Ti ne dolaziš, ja se prežderavam i jedem tvoje,

Popim litru vina i ni me briga što nisi došla.

Zaspem na kauču uz teletekst i pornić.

Navijem si sat za NBA, čekam zadnji par,

zicer pada, padam s kreveta k'o car.

Popim litru vina i ni me briga što nisi došla,

jer i da si došla isto bi bilo sve, samo bi mor'o karat.

bojangles

Dokazano ovisan

Pristupio: 19.01.2005.
Poruka: 16.414

29. ožujka 2009. u 10:59

da se malo vratimo korijenima...uvijek mi ova predivna pjesma padne na pamet s dolaskom proljeća...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lO9Ild2cvdg

April come she will
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain;
May, she will stay,
Resting in my arms again.
June, shell change her tune,
In restless walks shell prowl the night;
July, she will fly
And give no warning to her flight.

August, die she must,
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold;
September Ill remember
A love once new has now grown old.

[uredio bojangles - 29. ožujka 2009. u 11:00]

Because of a few songs wherein I spoke of their mystery-women have been exceptionally kind to my old age

Obrisan korisnik

Pristupio: 22.05.2007.
Poruka: 1.249

15. travnja 2009. u 23:38

za sve one divne žene

koje su zbog tebe razale vene,

koje su zbog tebe brijale muf,

i farbale kosu u plavo,

sada te udaram i bojam tvoje lijepo lice,

bojam ga u plavo,

u plavo sa dodatkom crvene,