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kad  vani zahladi i padne snijeg
kad je potreban topao dah i sigurna ruka..
Kad zima zaledi sve ono lijepo...
Ne dozvoli,
ne dozvoli da se smrznem u noći
kad je krevet prazan i nema tvoje topline..
Ne daj me..
Podigni me kad padam
budi tu.. trebam te ..
Čuvaj me...
 
 

kad su noći hladne, a na usne padne grko crno grožđe... forca, Hannah, svaka zima ima kraj... :)

ova stvar me uvijek digne u neke druge sfere: "Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin, dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in, lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove, dance me to the end of love. Oh, let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone, let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon. Show me slowly what I only know the limits of, dance me to the end of love. Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on, dance me very tenderly and dance me very long. We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above, dance me to the end of love. Dance me to the children who are asking to be born, dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn, dance me to the end of love. Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin, dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in, touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove, dance me to the end of love..."