Poruke.....vasoj ljubavi,prijatelju,prijateljici...

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'I Can't Find The World' Can't find a way to heal you on the outside Looking in I can see you're moving on Like a child building castles at the seaside The sands will shift and soon you will be gone I looked in every corner, under mountains Wandered into lands where nothing grows I couldn't hear the warning for the silence I asked for you but no one seems to know Where you gone, where's the world we built in green Nobody seen you for a while, where you been I see the flowers in your eyes, the pretty colours died I read your message but I don't know what it means I see the ripples on the pond and trees are waving Sending letters of goodbye, they're going away I hear the bird’s sing, lined up they are waiting With words they've written for their funeral day I run to the stars and they are crying I ask them if there's something we can do They tell me they will try to keep on shining No matter what the future holds for you Where you gone, where's the world we built in green Nobody seen you for a while, where you been I see the flowers in your eyes, the pretty colours died I read your message but I don't know what it means I write a poem in the sky and say I'm sorry I know that it's so late but here we are You're busy on the last page of your story And I can see you wishing on a star Where you gone, where's the world we built in green Nobody seen you for a while, where you been I see the flowers in your eyes, the pretty colours died I read your message but I don't know what it means Where you gone, where's the world we built in green Nobody seen you for a while, where you been I see the flowers in your eyes, the pretty colours died I read your message but I don't know what it means
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Poslednja izmena:
"Mrak, tišina i hladnoća...
Osećaj da sam došla do kraja puta..
Da, sa tim provodim preostale trenutke
I duva vetar kroz moje srce...
Drhtim poslednji put dok
Posežem za mrakom-
Nikoga tamo nema....
Zašto je bilo tako teško
Živeti svoje živote?
Ponovo pružam ruku u mrak, u očaj,
Očaj i sneg i
Osećam da se konačno vraćam kući...
Melanholija i rupa u tlu,
Tako tvrda i hladna...
Vetar duva kroz moje srce-
Drhtim poslednji put
Dok posežem za mrakom-
Nikoga tamo nema...."








The dark, the silent, and the cold
The feeling I have come to the end of my road
Yes these are the things I spend my remaining moments with
And the wind blows through my heart
Shivers me one last time
As I now reach out in the dark
No one there...

Why did it have to be so hard
For us to live our lives
Again I reach out in the dark in despair
The desperation and the snow
The feeling of finally coming back home
The melancholy and the hole in the soil so hard and cold
And the wind blows through my heart
Shivers me one last time
As I now reach out in the dark
No one there....

Your love for me, my love for you
Things we somehow managed to lose
Now there's only the ruthless wind
To blow right through
If freezes my heart, my desperate heart
If freezes my heart, my desperate heart
If freezes my heart, my desperate heart

To think we both will die alone
And the wind blows through my heart
Shivers me one last time
As I now reach out in the dark
No one there....
(NO ONE THERE)
 
"U mojoj glavi stanuješ: tu ti je
Soba i mali balkon s kog puca
Vidik na moje misli najtananije.
Ponekad slušaš kako mi zakuca
Srce ko živi leptir iz kutije...."







"....U mojoj glavi stanuješ i dubiš
Crne i bele hodnike za moje
Misli: kako mi bežiš il me ljubiš?
Van tebe druge misli ne postoje.

Samo dok spavam ti se nekud gubiš...."
 
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Kad bi ti otišla iz ovoga grada
Kome bih levu ruku prebacio preko ramena ,
A desnom pokazivao obronke dalekih brda i rekao:
"Priroda je puna mojih pogleda na svet".

S kim bih zastao pred raspuklim orahom govoreći:
"U ovom orahu možda raste moj sanduk Kad sam bio dete njegovo je stablo posađeno".
Zbog koga bih prekinuo ove reči i rekao nešto radosno,
Mada ne znam šta bih sve mogao da kažem,
Na osnovu cele šume i drugih elemenata!

S kime bih se vraćao u grad ponosan kao u mojim pesmama. ?
Kome bih govorio o sajdžiji koji živi u zemlji I o mom srednjem uhu koje je gusto kao šećer.?
S kime bih podigao glavu prema besputnim nebesima,?
Kome bih pokazivao kozje staze među zvezdama.?
Čiji bi zubi zvonili kao promrzla jabuka u pšeničnoj plevi ?
S kime bih pomenuo: tajge, sneg na Etni, ljude po tamnicama. ...
Bela ptica na snegu, plastu snega u vodi,.....
Kome bih rekao kako mi se čini
Da u reci Ararat ključa kamenje I ko bi me zbog toga voleo?

Danas svi znaju da sam na tebe mislio kad sam rekao:
"Ona kaže balkonu da ga voli I balkon se sruši u tom času".
Poštari bi širom sveta raznosili jedno isto pismo -
Dok zver skupog krzna drema u glupoj toploti na Tibetu I bilo kakav mesec prelazi preko smetova.
S kime bih dugo u noći govorio protiv svakoga I ko bi me zbog toga voleo?

Kad bi ti otišla iz ovoga grada,
Govorio bih uzalud:
Moje reči se ne bi ni na koga odnosile....

M.Bećković
 
Баш је лепо ући на пдф романтика
Дивно је кад се све карте сложе
Толико дивно да позеленим од дивноће.
Али до мене је. До мене.
Превише волим људе, а премало себе.
Да ли је баш све до мене ...
На мом аватару нема лица
За некога је то безличност, а за некога нешто много значајније
Будите здрави и весели и ...
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