TWO HEARTS - Bruce Springsteen



I went out walking the other day
Seen a little girl crying along the way
She'd been hurt so bad said she'd never love again
Someday your crying girl will end
And you'll find once again


Two hearts are better than one
Two hearts girl get the job done
Two hearts are better than one

Once I spent my time playing tough guy scenes
But I was living in a world of childish dreams
Someday these childish dreams must end
To become a man and grow up to dream again
Now I believe in the end

Two hearts are better than one
Two hearts girl get the job done
Two hearts are better than one

Sometimes it might seem like it was planned
For you to roam empty hearted through this land
Though the world turns you hard and cold
There's one thing mister, that I know
That's if you think your heart is stone
And that you're rough enough to whip this world alone
Alone buddy there ain't no peace of mind
That's why I'll keep searching till I find my special one

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19.10.2005. u 9:38   |   Komentari: 0   |   Dodaj komentar

Kad skužiš...


Kak najbolje skužit da bi ti trebalo neko žensko? Al, ono, pod hitno.
Kad se, ko ja jučer, uhvatiš kak ležiš na krevetu, iz poluotvorenih usta se cjedi slina, a ti buljiš u mačevanje na Eurosportu.

Koliko još niže mogu pasti?

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14.10.2005. u 15:10   |   Komentari: 6   |   Dodaj komentar

No surrender - Bruce Springsteen

 
 
We busted out of class, had to get away from those fools
 We learned more from a three-minute record, baby, then we ever learned in school
 Tonight I hear the neighborhood drummer sound
 I can feel my heart begin to pound
 You say you're tired and you just want to close your eyes
 And follow your dreams down
 
 We made a promise we swore we'd always remember
 No retreat, baby, no surrender
 Like soldiers in the winter's night with a vow to defend
 No retreat, baby, no surrender
 
 Now young faces grow sad and old
 And hearts of fore grow cold
 We swore blood brothers against the wind
 Now I'm ready to grow young again
 And hear your sister's voice calling us home
 Across the open yards
 Well maybe we could cut some place of our own
 With these drums and these guitars
 
 'Cause we made a promise we swore we'd always remember
 No retreat, baby, no surrender
 Blood brothers in the stormy night with a vow to defend
 No retreat, baby, no surrender
 
 Now on the street tonight the lights grow dim
 The walls of my room are closing in
 There's a war outside still raging
 You say it ain't ours anymore to win
 I want to sleep beneath peaceful skies in my lover's bed
 With a wide open country in my eyes and these romantic dreams in my head
 
 'Cause we made a promise we swore we'd always remember
 No retreat, baby, no surrender
 Blood brothers in the stormy night with a vow to defend
 No retreat, baby, no surrender
 
 

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13.10.2005. u 9:24   |   Komentari: 3   |   Dodaj komentar

Jersey girl - Bruce Springsteen

 
I got no time for the corner boys
Down in the street making all that noise
Or the girls out on the avenue
'Cause tonight I wanna be with you
Tonight I'm gonna take that ride
Across the river to the Jersey side
Take my baby to the carnival
And I'll take her on all the rides
 
'Cause down the shore everything's all right
You and your baby on a Saturday night
You know all my dreams come true
When I'm walking down the street with you
 
You know she thrills me with all her charms
When I'm wrapped up in my baby's arms
My little girl gives me everything
I know that some day she'll wear my ring
So don't bother me man I ain't got no time
I'm on my way to see that girl of mine
'Cause nothing matters in this whole wide world
When you're in love with a Jersey girl
 
I see you on the street and you look so tired
I know that job you got leaves you so uninspired
When I come by to take you out to eat
You're lyin' all dressed up on the bed baby fast asleep
Go in the bathroom and put your makeup on
We're gonna take that little brat of yours and drop her off at your mom's
I know a place where the dancing's free
Now baby won't you come with me
'Cause down the shore everything's all right
You and your baby on a Saturday night
Nothing matters in this whole wide world
When you're in love with a Jersey girl
 

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12.10.2005. u 14:29   |   Komentari: 2   |   Dodaj komentar

Back in your arms - Bruce Springsteen

In my dream our love was lost, I lived by luck and fate
I carried you inside of me, prayed it wouldn't be too late
Now I'm standin' on this empty road where nothin' moves but the wind
And honey I just wanna be back in your arms
Back in your arms again
 
Once I was your treasure and I saw your face in every star
But these promises we make at night, oh that's all they are
Unless we fill them with faith and love they're empty as the howlin' wind
And honey I just wanna be back in your arms
Back in your arms again
 
You came to me with love and kindness
But all my life I've been a prisoner of my own blindness
I met you with indifference and I don't know why
Now I wake from my dream, I wake from my dream to this world
Where all is shadow and darkness and above me a dark sky unfurls
And all the love I've thrown away and lost I'm longin' for again
Now darlin' I just wanna be back in your arms
Back in your arms again
 

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11.10.2005. u 14:59   |   Komentari: 2   |   Dodaj komentar

Hanny

 
Zabranit. Jebo me pas. Zabranit svakom polupismenom kretenu, koji nema pojma o hrvatskom, da još daje svom kafiću/firmi/villi (jebeno popularno na moru) i slično naziv na engleskom.
Danas sam se, s dosta zatvorenim, krmeljavim očima, polako truckal u javnom na prijevozu, kad sam ugledal taj predivni naziv i razbudil se.
Birtija se zove Hanny. Baš tak. Ne Honey, ne Hani, nego Hanny. Ja bi ziher radije izašel u birtiju koja se zove "Draga". Možda ne zapit se, al na kavicu s nekom ženskom osobom, zakaj ne?
Od takvih gluposti dobivam hrvatsko mi plikovlje (urtikaria vulgaris croatica) po čelu.
Baš me zanima jeste i vi skužili slične gluposti po svom gradu, diljem Lijepe Naše?
Um caruje, Dundo Maroje.
 

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11.10.2005. u 12:40   |   Komentari: 1   |   Dodaj komentar

Play it again, Boss

 
Nebraska
 
I saw her standin' on her front lawn just twirlin' her baton
Me and her went for a ride sir and ten innocent people died
From the town of Lincoln Nebraska with a sawed off .410 on my lap
Through to the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path
I can't say that I'm sorry for the things that we done
At least for a little while sir me and her we had us some fun
The jury brought in a guilty verdict and the judge he sentenced me to death
Midnight in a prison storeroom with leather straps across my chest
Sheriff when the man pulls that switch sir and snaps my poor head back
You make sure my pretty baby is sittin' right there on my lap
They declared me unfit to live said into that great void my soul'd be hurled
They wanted to know why I did what I did
Well sir I guess there's just a meanness in this world
 

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Blic izvješće


Šuga od dana, prehlada pozamašna, prehlađen mjehur, minus na računu, kose za dva pranja, pivska škemba, nadrkan, zajedljiv, ciničan, loš pjesnik, dosadan, soliram, koju ja volim - neće mene, koja mene voli - ja nju neću, jebeno sranje, nabijem život na kurac, šetnja gradom, ljudi prolaze, gledam, svi u kurcu, jedna se djevojka nasmiješila, ne meni, ali uljepšala je jutro, popravilo se raspoloženje, posao, na toplom, pjesma u glavi, Springsteen na Winampu.

Pali mi na pamet neki dragi ljudi, neke divne djevojke. Volim ih sve.

Tu sam. Još uvijek. People junkie.

Jebena srijeda.

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05.10.2005. u 9:48   |   Komentari: 4   |   Dodaj komentar

Brilliant disguise


I hold you in my arms as the band plays

What are those words whispered baby
just as you turn away?
I saw you last night out on the edge of town

I wanna read your mind to know just what I've got
in this new thing I found.
So tell me what I see when I look in your eyes

Is that you baby
or just a brilliant disguise?

I heard somebody call your name from underneath our willow

I saw something tucked in shame underneath your pillow.
Well
I've tried so hard baby
but I just can't see
What a woman like you is doing with me.
So tell me who I see when I look in your eyes

Is that you baby
or just a brilliant disguise?

Now look at me baby
struggling to do everything right

And then it all falls apart
oh
when out go the lights.
I'm just a lonely pilgrim
I walk this world in wealth

I wanna know if it's you I don't trust

'Cause I damn sure don't trust myself.

Now you play the loving woman
I play the faithful man

But just don't look too close into the palm of my hand.
We stood at the altar
the gypsy swore our future was right

But come the wee wee hours maybe baby the gypsy lied.
So when you look at me you better look hard and look twice:
Is that me baby or just a brilliant disguise?

Tonight our bed is cold
I'm lost in the darkness of our love

God have mercy on the man who doubts what he's sure of.

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04.10.2005. u 11:43   |   Komentari: 3   |   Dodaj komentar

I kad misliš da si ok...


...padne par kapi pa ti neka pjesma sjebe još i to malo samopoštovanja kaj ti je postalo. Za tebe...

Probudi me jutrom

Kad suza zamini smih
i falu riči za stih
a tilo ispuni bol
Kad crno bilo je sve
I blidi sjećanje
Od mora ostane sol

Kad nikud nimam poć
I kada stisne me noć
Ne grije njeno me tilo.
Ne mogu živit sa tim
da kušin dili sa njim
Ka da me nije ni bilo

Probudi me jutrom
I ostavi trag
Razmakni kontrinu
I svojim tilom ulipšaj dan
Probudi me jutrom
Odriši mi grop
Šta dušu mi veže ka sidro
Vuče na dno

Kad nada postane san
I isti svaki je dan
Daljina dili nas
Kad zadnji parti mi brod
I ne znan oću li doć
More mi nosi tvoj glas

Kad vira snage mi da
Ako joj oprostim ja
Da s drugon jubav podilin
Oće li laži to bit
Oću li još uvik snit
Da jutrom budiš me ti

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29.09.2005. u 15:02   |   Komentari: 3   |   Dodaj komentar

Počelo je...



Sezona boleština, kašljanja, kihanja, kurenja, kurčepalčenja. Oko mene u uredu svi nekaj šmrcaju i kašlju, tak da me frka da ne poberem nekaj. Ne da mi se bit bubini. To kaj sam bubini u glavu, to je druga priča. Zato je ratni plan slijedeći. Špek, luk, kuhano vino.

Pa nek mi neko nekaj veli. Jasno, treba to presjeć i pokojim češnjakom. Najbolje solo, ko kaugumu stavit u čube, pa lagano žvakat doma uz Ligu prvaka i zalit to pivom.

Btw, pronašel sam u Konzumu nekakvo srpsko pivo. MB. Nije opće loše, al ima jednu jebenu prednost pred ostalima. Plastika od 2 litre - 13,99 kn. Da ga jebeš, uz jučerašnju nazovitekmu Liverpool - Chelsea, bilo bi mi žal da sam dal više love za pivu.

Cheers.

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29.09.2005. u 9:30   |   Komentari: 24   |   Dodaj komentar

Savjet dana

 
Ništa se ne događa slučajno.

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25.08.2005. u 14:19   |   Komentari: 2   |   Dodaj komentar

Savjet dana

 
Reci "Ma boli me kurac!"

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Izreka dana

 
Women. Can't live with them. Can't kill'em.

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19.08.2005. u 11:39   |   Komentari: 1   |   Dodaj komentar

Savjet dana

 
Ne boj se. Pitaj me.

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