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Poslao: 25 Maj 2006 13:08
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Metallica
Nothing Else Matters
So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more form the heart
Forever trusting who we areAnd nothing else matters
Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our wayAll these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters
Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know
So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more form the heart
Forever trusting who we areAnd nothing else matters
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know
Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our wayAll these words I don't just say
Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters
Never cared for what they sayNever cared for games they play
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more form the heart
Forever trusting who we areAnd nothing else matters
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Poslao: 26 Maj 2006 22:22
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ssboba ::oces da opicim po nekoj metalcini, za promenu? " "
zezam se..
Metallica
Whiskey In The Jar
As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains
I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
I said "stand and deliver or the devil he may take you"
I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money, yeah, and I brought it home to Molly
She swore that she loved me, no, never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman, yeah, for you know she tricked me easy
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber
Taking Molly with me, but I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven, yeah, in walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired my pistols, and I shot him with both barrels, yeah
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, yeah-yeah
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Now some men like the fishing and some men like the fowling
And some men like to hear, to hear the cannonball a-roaring
Me I like sleeping, especially in my Molly's chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, yeah-yeah
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o, yeah
Whiskey in the jar-o, yeah
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, hey
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da, yeah
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Poslao: 26 Maj 2006 22:32
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pa, nisam mislio na Metallicu, al' ajde..
hahahaha, od kada nisam cuo njijhovu verziju whiskey in the jar..
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Poslao: 27 Maj 2006 21:06
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PARNI VALJAK - SVE JOS MIRISE NA NJU
Ne pitaj me nocas nista,
Pusti me da cutim-ja nocas trebam mir.
Stare rane opet peku,
Moje bitke dalje teku,
Duso-ti nemas nista s tim!
Sa tvojeg izvora moja se dusa napila
zedna tvojih godina...
I sada mamurna pita gde je uteha,
gde je mladost nestala?
Idu dani ja ih pratim,
ponekad do tebe svratim,
Duso,trazim zaborav!
Molim sate da se vrate,
tragovima njenim hodam tiho...
kao da je tu
SVE JOS MIRISE NA NjU,
I DAN I JUTRO STO CE DOCI
NAKON OVE NOCI,NOCI BEZ SNA
I DVESTA GODINA DA IH BROJIM U SAMOCI
OTKAKO JE OTISLA...
U MOJIM VENAMA JOS JE NJENOG OTROVA,
JOS JE DOZA PREJAKA.
A TEBE LjUBIM DA IH POLUDIM,
SAMO DA ZABORAVIM!!!!
Gosho,sve josh mirishe na tebe!!!!
Tamara
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Poslao: 27 Maj 2006 23:11
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Haustor - Šal od svile
Ja sam bio pogresan
Kad sam ti stavio ruku na rame
Tamo je drzao dugo
I govorio rijeci
Ja sam bio pogresan
Kad sam trazio da mi kazes
Koja si strana
Postoje pravila igre
Ti znas da ne mozes sama
Ispod svih tih zastava
Sto vijore svud oko nas
Ne postoji mjesto
Gdje mogla bi stati
Visoko dignuti ruke
I pjevati nasu pjesmu
I pjevati nasu pjesmu
Protiv volje umijesan
U staru zavjeru strana
U staru zavjeru nada
Ja sam jednoga dana
Slucajno nasao put
Ispod svih tih zastava
Sto vijore..
Kapi s oboda
Sada padaju na uze i gun
Ja sam slobodan
Neka s moga vrata vijori sal od svile..
Kapi s oboda
Sada padaju na uze i gun
Ja sam slobodan
Neka s moga vrata vijori sal od svile..
Dopuna: 28 Maj 2006 0:11
To me podseti... Uskoro će njen rođendan... Sad ima već 7 ili 8 meseci kako je nemam... Značila mi je... Iako više ne veruje u to...
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Poslao: 27 Maj 2006 23:48
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Kad smo vec u tom tripu:
NA BADNJE VECE
Prljavo kazaliste
Na Badnje vece, dok su zvona, zvona zvonila
Pred crkvom Sv.Blaza ti si, duso, stajala
I nekim starim salom kosu si malo pokrila
Da je ne bi neka pahulja valjda smocila
Pricaju mi da se sramis kada cujes za mene
Al' nisam ja ni pola tol'ko los k'o sto kruze glasine
Ja imam samo jednu nesrecu: unistim sve sto dotaknem
Al' svu svoju ljubav cuvam samo za tebe
Zbog mene ne placi, suza nisam vrijedan
Kasno je da se sada mijenjam (2x)
Milion puta prosao sam ispod tvoga prozora
Da si rekla samo rijec dosao bih krilima divljih gusaka
Jer nisam ja ni pola tol'ko los k'o sto kruze glasine
Ja imam samo jednu nesrecu: unistim sve sto dotaknem
Zbog mene ne placi, suza nisam vrijedan
Kasno je da se sada mijenjam (2x)
Jer ti, ti si meni nesto poput korijena
Neka stara navika
Zbog mene ne placi, suza nisam vrijedan....
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Poslao: 28 Maj 2006 00:35
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pa vi cete mene sad ubiti  i tako mi ide nezgodna lista na player-u...
ali preduga lista... zato joj ovde ipak nije mesto...
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Poslao: 28 Maj 2006 13:05
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I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's Friaday I'm in love
Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday,Wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friaday I'm in love
Saturday,wait
And Sunday always come too late
But Friaday,never hesitate.........
The Cure;)
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