Laku noc romanticari

[Branko Lori]

 

[Tea]

 

[Branko Lori]

Spojler

The sun is sleeping quietly Once upon a century Wistful oceans calm and red Ardent caresses laid to rest For my dreams I hold my life For wishes I behold my night The truth at the end of time Losing faith makes a crime I wish for this night-time To last for a lifetime The darkness around me Shores of a solar sea Oh how I wish to go down with the sun Sleeping Weeping With you Sorrow has a human heart From my god it will depart I'd sail before a thousand moons Never finding where to go Two hundred twenty-two days of light Will be desired by a night A moment for the poet's play Until there's nothing left to say I wish for this night-time To last for a lifetime The darkness around me Shores of a solar sea Oh how I wish to go down with the sun Sleeping Weeping With you I wish for this night-time To last for a lifetime The darkness around me Shores of a solar sea Oh how I wish to go down with the sun Sleeping Weeping With you

 

[Tea]

 

[Branko Lori]

 

[Tea]

 

[Branko Lori]

 

[Branko Lori]

 

[Branko Lori]

Tišina je sve ....
U tišini postoji sve što bi trebalo i šta ne bi trebalo da bude.
Zvuk tišine glasniji je od svih glasova jer ima mnogo toga da se kaže.
U tišini vidimo, čujemo, mirišemo,probamo, dodirujemo sve što je lepo, divno, kreativno ...
Nijedno stvaranje nije moguće osim u velikoj senci tišine

 

[Igor Raspućin]

Spojler

Mystery the moon, a hole in the sky A supernatural night light, so full but often right A pair of eyes, a closing one, a chosen child in golden sun A marble dog that chases cars to farthest reaches of the beach And far beyond into the swimming sea of stars The cosmic fish they love to kiss They're giving birth to constellations No riffs and, oh, no reservation If they should fall you'd get a wish or dedication May I suggest you get the best For nothing less than you and I Let's take a chance as this romance Is rising over before we lose the lighting Oh, Bella Bella please Bella, you beautiful Luna Oh Bella, do what you do You are an illuminating anchor Of leagues to infinite number Of crashing waves and breaking thunder Tiding the ebb an' flows of hunger You're dancing naked there for me You expose all memory You make the most of boundary You're the ghost of royalty imposing love You are the queen and king combining everything Intertwining like a ring around the finger of a girl I'm just a singer, you're the world All I can bring you is the language of a lover Bella Luna, my beautiful beautiful moon How you swoon me like no other, oh May I suggest you get the best Of your wish may I insist That no contest for little you or smaller I A larger chance set but all them may lie On the rise, on the brink of our lives Bella please Bella, you beautiful Luna Oh Bella, do what you do Bella Luna, my beautiful beautiful moon How you swoon me like no other, oh

 

[Tea]

Spavaj cvijete moj, tu u basti srca moga,
Spavaj ja cu doci, nocas u tvoj san.
Plavi cvete moj, jos veceras bices sama,
Sutra vec u zoru, ja se vracam tu.
Jos samo jedan dan,
I vise nikad, nikad draga.

Bez tebe nigde necu poci,
Iz toplog doma svog.
Spavaj cvijete moj,
I nemoj, nemoj da se budis.
Opet cu svakog jutra draga,
Da te budim ja.

 

[Tea]

 

[Tea]

 

[Branko Lori]

Onaj osećaj
Znam, glupo je što se javljam,
ali ponos se pogazi zbog gluposti,
kao što je zbog nje i nastao,
pa evo i mene pred tobom na kolenima,
s kamenom na duši i molbom na usnama:
molim te, vrati mi onaj osećaj,
znaš dobro koji, ostao je kod tebe.
Vrati ga, tebi ne treba,
a ja bez njega ne mogu.
Mogu, ali nije to to, niti sam to ja.
U tebi će neko drugi možda probuditi
osećaj koji će zameniti onaj naš,
dok je bio naš,
sada je moj, vrati ga.
Molim te.

Gori sam nego što sam bio pre tebe.
Bolje bi bilo da te nije bilo,
ne bih znao za osećaj,
koji se najbolje opiše kada se kaže:
onaj osećaj.
Mislio sam da sam dovoljno star da umrem
i da je prirodno da tako poluživ ništa ne osećam,
da je prirodno da mi niko ne treba,
da je prirodno to što nisam hteo da te zavolim,
jer ljubav ne postoji.
Čak i da postoji, šta će mi
kada mi nikad ništa dobro nije donela?
Lažem, donosila je na kašičicu,
ali je odnosila na džakove.
I šta je ostalo?
Od ljubavi – ništa.
Od tebe – ništa.
Od mene – ništa.
Čak ni onaj osećaj,
koji ne umeš, ne možeš,
ili ne želiš da mi vratiš.
Goran Tadić

 

[Tea]

 

[Branko Lori]

 

[Tea]

 

[Branko Lori]

 

[Tea]

 

[Tea]

 

[Branko Lori]

 

[Branko Lori]

 

[Tea]

 

[Branko Lori]

 

[Branko Lori]