Cvijet kraj izvora...je sjena duše

Time can never mend
the careless whispers of a good friend
To the heart and mind, ignorance is kind
there's no comfort in the truth
pain is all you'll find
Should've known better
I feel so unsure
as I take your hand
and lead you to the dance floor
as the music dies, something in your eyes
calls to mind the silver screen
and all its sad good-byes
I'm never gonna dance again
guilty feet have got no rhythm
though it's easy to pretend
I know your not a fool
Should've known better than to cheat a friend
and waste the chance that I've been given
so I'm never gonna dance again
the way I danced with you
Tonight the music seems so loud
I wish that we could lose this crowd
Maybe it's better this way
We'd hurt each other
with the things we'd want to say
We could have been so good together
We could have lived this dance forever
But noone's gonna dance with me
Please stay  ...and I'm never gonna dance again
guilty feet have got no rhythm
though it's easy to pretend
I know your not a fool
so I'm never gonna dance again
the way I danced with you...
(George Michael)

uz "wonderful life" - Black, te 2 su mi jedne od najdražih :)

E Shad,baš si tipična plavuša iz vicova :)))

yeep, dev! :) as you say so :)

ja ga jos pamtim i iz vremena Wham-a....-))))))))

La-la pederu :)))

devilcek, sreco moja...to nikako nemerem biti...:-)))))))))

"bluesea", kaj si i ti plesala 1988. na nekom podiju? :) joj, ja jesam, bilo je ludo i nezaboravno, XII mj. 1988. i onda šetnja od centra grada u Novi Zagreb pješice, ja i on, duge vitke ruke oko mene, ogrnuo me kaputom da me grije i cijelim putem mi šaptao "careless whispers" :) lijepe uspomene :) no to se ponovilo i uz "wonderful life" - Black _ dakleeee :) nemam više što reći, memories, like the corner of my mind :)

yes, "bluesea", taj kaput dugačak, a on visok 2m, prezgodan, duga šetnja od Trga do Novog Zagreba :) nakon nekoliko večeri škripa kočnica ispred stana, nešto iza pola noći, auto stoji i motor radi, a ja lagano na prstima odem do prozora i pogledam: njegov auto, on stoji kraj njega i gleda u prozor, kad me vidio iza zavjese, poslao poljubac i otišao. Drugo jutro zvoni telefon: "zano sam da ćeš me osjetiti", naravno uz tu škripu kočnica u gluho doba noći i mrtvi bi ga osjetili :) ma, George Michael i njegov "whisper" dugo dugo godina su mi omiljena tema, ali mi više nisu u modi :)