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Ovom prilikom vas sve pozivamo da dodjete na nasu predstavu "Stolice" koja ce se odigrati 15.05.2010. godine u 20:30 h u Pan Teatru.

“Stolice” su tragična farsa koja na komican način,predstavlja publici dvoje starih ljudi koji pozivaju nevidljive goste u svoju kucu.Starac ima za cilj da prenese svima svoju poruku kako bi spasao ceo svet...

tekst: Ežen Jonesko

režija: Nebojša Dugalić

igraju: Sofija Jeremić

Marko Dolaš

Samo jos da napomenemo da je Pan Teatar vec duzi niz godina decije pozoriste koje od nedavno ima za cilj da ozivi vecernju scenu.
Nalazimo se u Bulevaru Kralja Aleksandra 298 (I sprat)
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Cena karte: 350 dinara

Nadamo se da vas necemo razocarati i da cete uzivati u nasoj predstavi! :)
 
Ako se pod najlepše podrazumeva provod onda je to svakako MHT imena Čehova. Sjajan bife i odlična atmosfera, mada ruku na srce ništa manje ne zaostaje Teatar na Taganjki. Ovo govorim isključivo na osnovu ličnog doživljaja, jer je moguće da neko ima sasvim drugačiji stav o ovim pozorištima. Ako se pak misli na "glamur" onda je to bez premca Baljšoj teatar, pogotovu posle renoviranja.
 



new york alicia keys :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart:


Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Hey yo black it's time again, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)
Come here, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)
Hey yo black it's time

["yeah, yeah, hey yo black it's time" - continues throughout song]


If you knew my streets
You would know all everybody talk about is who got beef
Who snitchin, who told police
Who came home, who still gone, who restin in peace
Now they killin over music money, not drugs, rap replaced it
Cause thugs with no brains got no patience
New jacks I pistol whip 'em with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician and flatten composition
A pain, I'm like Saddam Hussein
Still alive lookin at his dead children's burnt remains
I burnt the game, learnt you lames a new lesson
Your crew's soft man, ya'll need some new weapons
The P's breathe Warriorz and skullies and Timmies
Around mixed, spics, niggaz and giddies
From my ghetto kings in deep thought we don't blink
But don't think we wastin our time
It's a New York State of Mind


New York, New York, New York
New York City, whoa oh
New York, New York, New York
New York City, baby


It's like a jungle, out here
So much struggle, out here
And my dream's still unphased
Greed still the cousin of death
Always feels like always somethin farther time
In the Streets of New York
(New York state of mind, New York State of mind)

All I see is street homes
And who it's holdin, our people
Only comforts the brain
It's like I'm going insane
The revolution has to start, don't waste no time
In the Streets of New York
(New York state of mind, New York state of mind)
C'mon


New York, New York, New York, New York oh
State of mind (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New York oh
State of crime (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New York oh
Big dreams (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New York oh
Big schemes

[Alicia Keys]
Oh, break the game
Just ain't the same
Baby loves and girls with no shame
Can't get away (get away), epidemic plague
Every hood in every state
Don't have no reasons cause relieve is hard to find


In the streets of New York (New York state of mind) - [4X]
["New York state of mind" is also repeated in background]


I'm from the home of a million legends and trend settin
A lot of footsteps to follow, I've been steppin
Mind stressin tryin to find a record crime shreddin
Time precious, I ain't have rest since nine eleven
I live fast, hustle like today is my last
I get cash, the struggle's like a day on the Ave.
Crack bein raw, gats squeezin off
Manhattan squeezin off, from cats who tease with war
The eve of the Apocalypse, evil keep movin politics
Every block is at risk, the metropolitan metropolis
The opposite of Liza Minelli and Frank Sinatra
Alicia Keys, Nas and Ra the gangsta's opera
So New York City walk with me, talk gritty
It's up to us New York it's our city
Here the man come with the anthem, hands up
It's time the thrill is back New York, let's stand up



Oh yeah, crucial Keys
Your God Rakim Allah
New York City, Nasty Nas
A. Keys, yeah, c'mon


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