ma kakav naslov...

My gift is my song and this one's for you

And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is now you're in the world

I sat on the roof and I kicked off the moss
Well some of these verses, well they, they got me quite cross
But the sun's been kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you that keep it turned on

So excuse me forgetting, but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is, what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

And you can tell everybody that this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is now you're in the world
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is now you're in the world


:))).....da joj sto prije prodju patnje u binarnom svijetu....:)

stanem autom...
ostavim frenda...i krenem...
par metara ispred mene pretrci jedna macka cestu...za njom ide druga...ali ja vec bio blizu...
i maca stala...zbunjeno-uplaseno me pogledala..povukla se nazad...
i prosla kad je bilo slobodno...

bravo maco...!!
ovo malo virtualnih redova ide tebi...;)

..veceras sam sam...

poznato mi to....znam to vec...oduvijek sam znao kako je biti, sjediti, razmisljati, osjecati...biti...

....ostavljam ove sate, ove trenutke iza sebe...pobrisat ce ih san...

jutro je blizu...donosi nove zelje...
donijet ce i mene...ponovo...

ljubav....volim....
rijeci koje griju u samoci...

....laku noc
vama...

Higher


When dreaming I'm guided to another world
Time and time again
At sunrise I fight to stay asleep
'Cause I don't want to leave the comfort of this place
'Cause there's a hunger, a longing to escape
From the life I live when I'm awake

So let's go there
Let's make our escape
Come on, let's go there
Let's ask can we stay

Can you take me higher?
To a place where blind men see?
Can you take me higher?
To a place with golden streets?

Although I would like our world to change
It helps me to appreciate
Those nights and those dreams
But, my friend, I'd sacrifice all those nights
If I could make the Earth and my dreams the same
The only difference is
To let love replace all our hate

So let's go there
Let's make our escape
C'mon let's go there
Let's ask can we stay

Can you take me higher?
To a place where blind men see?
Can you take me higher?
to a place with golden streets?

So let's go there
Let's go there
C'mon let's go there
Let's ask can we stay

Up high I feel like I'm alive for the very first time
Sail up high I'm strong enough to take these dreams
And make them mine.

Sail up high I'm strong enough to take these dreams
And make them mine.

Can you take me higher?
To a place where blind men see?
Can you take me higher?
to a place with golden streets?



....pjevusim....

OTOM POTOM????!!!!!


ma tko je to izmislioooo???!!

otom potom..hehe....bas dobro zvuci :))

mda...to bi mozda trebalo ici

o-tom-po-tom...

neznam...boo

a sta's kad je tako...moram si priznat..bedasto djete s mora..
maltene skacem po onim stjenama bez problema...
ali kad padne snijeg...fiiijuu..picim bez kontrole...:)

e da...ulazim u tramvaj...
desna noga na lijevu stranu, lijeva na desnu...savrsena izvedba, za cirkusanta:)

sva sreca da refleksi brzo rade...i uspio se uhvatiti za drsku...

i za sve one koji misle da to nije tak strasno...ko za klinac sjedi neka zgodna cura (po dobrom starom murphyu)...i smijeska se...

nema druge...kad je snijeg..onda moraju biti i tenisice/cipele prikladne...
sad znam :)

prinzajem kurac!! da te zelis...

..sta ce mi glupa, slaba i nesigurna cura opranog mozga...sa tendencijom licemjernosti...
juppii...jesi me usrecila...

bolji mi bio onaj sendvic u pingvinu danas..:)

. . .

Find me here
And speak to me
I want to feel you
I need to hear you
You are the light
That's leading me
To the place
Where I find peace again

You are the strength
That keeps me walking
You are the hope
That keeps me trusting
You are the life
To my soul
You are my purpose
You're everything

. . .


....nocas priznajem sebi
priznajem da te volim...jos uvijek...
priznajem da te zelim...jos uvijek...

...nocas

joj, gledam slike koju pristigle sa Titana (jedan od Saturnovih mjeseca) i sav se jezim..mrak mrak mrak mrak...

izgleda kakav je 'dole' (ili gore nisam sada siguran u kojem smjeru se nalazi) da su trebali terenca poslati....:)

ako nekoga zanima:
http://saturn.jpl.nasa.gov/home/index.cfm

a jebemu...kako je grozno kad krenu pjesme...

najradije bih da nestane struje...pa da umukne sa pjesmama...

a tako te taj osjecaj povede...valjati se u tim osjecajima...malo te dizu...puno te spustaju...

..kako kaze:
ajd zbogom, nek ti je sritno od mene
....dobro znam da vrime je za sijecanje...

vec neko vrijeme prazna glava...nesto bih ovdje natipkao....

....neznam sto cu....

prazna glava...
_____________
All these little things in life they all create this haze
And now I’m running out of time I can’t see through this haze
My friend tell me why it has to be this way
There’s too many things to get done, and I’m running out of days

...mogu uvijek pjevusit...

volio bih upoznati tog Boga koji pobije tisuce djece u jednom danu...

JOE
I love her, Bill. She is all that
I ever wanted, and I've never wanted
for anything because I've never
wanted anything before, if you can
understand.

PARRISH
How perfect for you -- to take
whatever you want because it
pleases you. It's not love --

JOE
Then what is it?

PARRISH
Some aimless infatuation in which,
for the moment, you feel like
indulging. It's missing everything
that matters.

JOE
Which is what?

PARRISH
Trust, responsibility, taking the
weight, for your choices and
feelings and spending the rest of your
life living up to them. And above
all, not hurting the object of your love.

JOE
So that's what love is?

PARRISH
Multiply it by infinity and take it
to the death of forever and you will
still have barely a glimpse of what
I am talking about.



....in the movie ;)

zasto njima samopouzdanje daje samo svoji izgled?

...nevjerovatno koliko ima ovdje takvih zenskih profila...

moram priznati, malo mi se 'uprljao' svijet i pogled na zenski rod...(ovo je ruzno ispalo, znam)...
nevjerovatno je koliko je maloumnih osoba ovdje...

..osobe koje svoju umisljenost dovode to takvih apsurdnih granica...
cure koje svoji svijet svode na sex na jahti, novac i samo novac...i svoji izgled kao sredstvo koje ce im krociti put kroz zivot...
haha, i izjavama: 'mene mogu voziti samo u ovakvim ili onakvim autima'...
pa dao bi ja njima da rade i zarade za takve auto pa bih volio vidjet koliko tada dobro izgledaju...


..sjetio sam se necega...vrlo jednostavno...mozda poruka..

opcepoznato je da muskarac postaje privlacniji s godinama...i ja vjerujem u to...i o tome nema se vise sto rec...

a sto ce biti s tim cura koje prodju tridesete, stignu do 40-ete..i dalje...
pa od bora na licu i spustenih sisa moci ce samo cistiti one jahte...

znaci...ostaje im jedno...da uzivaju ovih preostalih nekoliko godina, da ih se izjebe, iskoristi...a kasnije, zamijeni za mladju...koja crpi samopuzdanje iz zvog izgleda...

ubiti, ima pravde, to su ionako osobe koje ne cijene svijet oko sebe...
pa ima pravde...istrunut ce same i usamljene, i cviliti kako su svi muskarci isti i zasto one nemogu naci 'pravog'...
hahaha..pa taj pravi nebi nokat pomaknuo za njih...

neka neka...zivjela sreca u nesreci...

svakome svoji izbor...svaki na svom putu...


:)...kako je lijepo kad prodje bozic, odmah se osjecam bolje...

svima vama koji jedva cekate da napisete 'sretan bozic' ja porucujem 'jebote bozic'...

i tako opcenito...jebes bozic...