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2. BURNIN' AND LOOTIN' [Bob Marley]

This morning I woke up in a curfew;
O God, I was a prisoner, too - yeah!
Could not recognize the faces standing over me;
They were all dressed in uniforms of brutality. Eh!

How many rivers do we have to cross,
Before we can talk to the boss? Eh!
All that we got, it seems we have lost;
We must have really paid the cost.

(That's why we gonna be)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight;
(Say we gonna burn and loot)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight;
(One more thing)
Burnin' all pollution tonight;
(Oh, yeah, yeah)
Burnin' all illusion tonight.

Oh, stop them!

Give me the food and let me grow;
Let the Roots Man take a blow.
All them drugs gonna make you slow now;
It's not the music of the ghetto. Eh!

Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight;
(Ooh, can't stop the tears!)
Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight;
(We've been suffering these long, long-a years)
Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight
(Will you say cheer?)
Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight
( ... )

Give me the food and let me grow;
Let the roots man take a blow.
All them drugs gonna make you slow;
It's not the music of the ghetto.

We gonna be burnin' and a-lootin' tonight;
(To survive, yeah!)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight;
(Save your babies' lives)
Burning all pollution tonight;
(Pollution ... )
Burning all illusion tonight
(Lord-a, Lord-a, Lord-a, Lord!)

Burning and a-looting tonight;
Burning and a-looting tonight;
Burning all pollution tonight
 
HIM - Venus (In Our Blood)

Her Heaven's a lie to those who threw away the key
Her God is alive and well when the higher believes
And you can't bend the river of her dreams
Or understand the divine words she speaks

Venus denies your severing tides above dark waters
You can quench her thirst with the fear hiding away from the
day
Venus denies you in your dark waters
The moon kissed the sun and now we hold her in our blood

Her savior was never on a cross peirced with nails
Thirty peices of silver never retraced her mistake
She'll always be free from the arms of your sins
That made you weak as your world started crumbling

Venus denies your severing tides above dark waters
You can quench her thirst with the fear hiding away from the
day
Venus denies you in your dark waters
The moon kissed the sun and now we hold her in our blood

(She's in our blood)
Venus denies your severing tides above dark waters
You can quench her thirst with the fear hiding away from the
day
The venus denies you in your dark waters
The moon kissed the sun and now we hold her in our blood
In our blood
In our blood
In our blood
(She's in our blood)
 
Za 20 30 nekih godina
ako te zavara hodnik vremena
pronadji me
kad bude nevazno sve i uveri me
da sve to sto bolelo je
u stvari vredelo je

jer sam ti jedino ja
izmedju stvarnog i sna preostala
 
s.and.i:
Da li neko zna mozda kako se zove pesma i ko je peva?
U pitanju je reklama za Don kafu, reci idu nesto tipa:

"espera me in cielo corason ..si es que te vas... "

s obzirom da ne parlam spanski izvinjavam se na greskama u pisanju teksta :)

Hvala unapred ;)


Nisam sigurna, ali mislim da je u pitanju Anna Oxa - Donna Con Te... Ili je to neka druga reklama... :?
 
Bob Marley-NATURAL MYSTIC

there's a natural mystic blowing through the air
if you listen carefully now you will hear
this could be the first trumpet, might as well be the last
many more will have to suffer
many more will have to die - don't ask me why

things are not the way they used to be
i won't tell you no lie
one and all have to face reality now
'tho i've tried to find the answer to all the questions they ask
'tho i know it's impossible to go living through the past
don't tell no lie

there's a natural mystic blowing through the air
can't keep them down
if you listen carefully now you will hear
 

Alice Cooper
Poison


Your cruel device
Your blood like ice
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you, but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin'thru my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains
Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace on sweat
I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (And pins)
I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't want to touch you but you're under my skin (Deep in)
I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin'thru my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains
Poison
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you, but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin'thru my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains
Poison
I want to love you, but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison, yeah
I don't want to break these chains Poison, oh no
Runnin'deep inside my veins, Burnin'deep inside my veins
It's poison I don't want to break these chains
 

Micheal Jackson
Heal The World


There's A Place In
Your Heart
And I Know That It Is Love
And This Place Could
Be Much
Brighter Than Tomorrow
And If You Really Try
You'll Find There's No Need
To Cry
In This Place You'll Feel
There's No Hurt Or Sorrow

There Are Ways
To Get There
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Little Space
Make A Better Place...

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

If You Want To Know Why
There's A Love That
Cannot Lie
Love Is Strong
It Only Cares For
Joyful Giving
If We Try
We Shall See
In This Bliss
We Cannot Feel
Fear Or Dread
We Stop Existing And
Start Living

Then It Feels That Always
Love's Enough For
Us Growing
So Make A Better World
Make A Better World...

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

And The Dream We Were
Conceived In
Will Reveal A Joyful Face
And The World We
Once Believed In
Will Shine Again In Grace
Then Why Do We Keep
Strangling Life
Wound This Earth
Crucify Its Soul
Though It's Plain To See
This World Is Heavenly
Be God's Glow

We Could Fly So High
Let Our Spirits Never Die
In My Heart
I Feel You Are All
My Brothers
Create A World With
No Fear
Together We'll Cry
Happy Tears
See The Nations Turn
Their Swords
Into Plowshares

We Could Really Get There
If You Cared Enough
For The Living
Make A Little Space
To Make A Better Place...

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me


:) :) :D
 
Marchelo-Pozoriste
Refren: Tebi je celi taj svet fuš, Sereš na sve i baš si kul, Al kako da menjaš put kad TI SI TAJ VIRUS? O, da... tebi je celi taj svet fuš, Sereš na sve i baš si kul, Džabe ti sav taj bunt kad TI SI TAJ VIRUS! 1. strofa: ...A šta je bunt? Za to je potreban um: Ako si malouman, tvoj bunt je samo mala gluma. Nešto fakat grize sistem, al to nisu politicke krize: TI SI TAJ VIRUS! Ti si minus, crna rupa naših redova, I nema promena dok korov ide protiv korova, Iz poriva što je danas tako urbano biti urban, A upravo si si nula! U prazno klizi sutra, Sve dok su revolucionari dangube i vandala Što kurcem nisu mrdnili za sve te bolje stvari... Svima nam je dens – bljak, svima nam je fens – ljax, Al niko nema herca da menja nešto smesta... Svako besan na Mesam, svako sve zna, Svako je cesto skenjan, retko trezan, pravi geto – tebra! ...Al džabe, me bratimiš, brate, fakat nismo rodbina! ...Van wc-a ne trpim druženje s govnima. Ti si taj. Refren: Tebi je celi taj svet fuš, Sereš na sve i baš si kul, Al kako da menjaš put kad TI SI TAJ VIRUS? O, da... tebi je celi taj svet fuš, Sereš na sve i baš si kul, Džabe ti sav taj bunt kad TI SI TAJ VIRUS! 2. strofa: Drugaciji klinci malog grada, gotivna klošarijana -Odjednom se budiš s pitanjem – dal’ to smisla ima danas? Dva’es i kusur dina u bulji a i dalje na klupi. Ništa u vugli, glup kao tuki, i pride se kurci... Ajd sad objasni, deder, feget: odakle ti mob? Odakle ti vops? Odakle skejterske tike marke Globe? Mi smo, beše, radnicka deca što imaju zavet Da sjebu male bogataše time što imaju pamet? „Oni su fensi-govnari jer im je tatko punog džepa, Oni su gotovni, a mi za svoje gulimo dupeta!“ Sad te nije sramota da sereš o promeni sveta Kad funjorski živiš ko oni, od tudeg budžeta??? Ti ceš da mi doneseš novi svet, bre ***** ti materina? Uzmi radi nešto slepce, nije te stid pred matorima! Nemaš ti problem, cim daješ sebi tolko oduška. ...Ja radije biram pokušaj makar ispao popušaj, kapiš? Refren: Tebi je celi taj svet fuš, Sereš na sve i baš si kul, Al kako da menjaš put kad TI SI TAJ VIRUS? O, da... tebi je celi taj svet fuš, Sereš na sve i baš si kul, Džabe ti sav taj bunt kad TI SI TAJ VIRUS! 3. strofa: ...A kad više nisu znali šta ce, uleteo plan B: Uclanili se u omladinu te i te stranke! Sad lepe plakate da narod primi na znanje Da bice nam bolje ako damo im zvanje... Od našeg poreza prave banket, dobiješ flajer Gde pamet dele ti mazge što nikad ništa ne rade! Jer to su naucili od svoje tetke - bivšeg hipika: Da bune se a da ne žuljaju svoje dupe nikada! Ništa bolji od pink – likova, samo drukciji stajling, Drukcijeg muzickog ukusa uz malo izmišljenog prkosa; Ništa iza sebe sem dara da se kureta! ...Više mi je simpa dizel: barem je iskren retard. ...A da li biste ikad verovali u reci pesme moje, Da vam u intervjuima zvucim poput Viki – Miki – Stoje? Da sam nepismen ko majmun, bezprizoran poput proliva, Da sam isti kao oni, zar bih bio pobuna? Hoceš protiv njih? Onda budi bolji od njih. Hoceš STVARNO protiv njih? Ne pucaj kapislama na njih. Drugari splavari, splavuše i sav cirkus krivi nisu: Ako je rock’n’roll mrtav, pricamo o samoubistvu. Refren: Tebi je celi taj svet fuš, Sereš na sve i baš si kul, Al kako da menjaš put kad TI SI TAJ VIRUS? O, da... tebi je celi taj svet fuš, Sereš na sve i baš si kul, Džabe ti sav taj bunt kad TI SI TAJ VIRUS!
 
Dragi Milose... znam da neces ni citati ove redove,
al' me cesto muci pitanje kad zavrsim skitanje
i budan docekam svitanje - gde si ti?
Gde su te odneli vetrovi?
Ovi stihovi, tebi pisani, ne silaze mi s pameti...
Pa, slave ti, kako si mi?
Evo, reko' da ti bacim koje slovo...
Pod nasim nebeskim krovom bas nista novo...
Kao sto znas - trazili smo promene, dobili zamene
-pa sad bauljamo, kotrljamo se i prljamo u blatu,
bas kao i juce...
Stvarnost te tuce pa samo gledas bulju da izvuces.
Ja zapalio na fax. Paracin mi postao previse skucen.
...a BG k'o BG. Nekad suza, nekad me osmeh ozari
-rokam svoje, pa ponekog vikenda palim dole do starih.
Dobro su matori. Sta znam...
Isto, svaki dan. Isti san:
kazu, zivot je sljaka, al nek sve od sebe dam...
Caletov pogled se gubi, pali cigaru, gladi bradu.
Kuca nam jos nema fasadu... al' kaze, ne gubi nadu.
Pita kako je meni tamo u velikom gradu...
E, tata, tata. Zivim sa cimerkom u stanu od 26 kvadrata
i rokam solo kroz zivot od blata.
Stvarnoscu ne baratam, ne shvatam - al' se ipak smesim iz inata.
...a onda se setim da tamo negde imam brata!
Preko granice ispisuje nove zivotne stranice
a na ruci vise nema brojanice...
otudjio se od porodice, a kako ne bi i od rodbine.
Nisam ga video, ima 3-4 godine... reci, Milose!
Granice nisu nista drugo do linija u atlasu,
al' jesu stvarne onda kad idu od srca ka srcu!
Ti sada pruzas ruke nekom novom nebu, nekom novom suncu...
tvoj mali brat je postao MC, radi album, ide ka vrhuncu
i cesto sanja te... nazad u dane pre i nase stare ulice:
ti i ja - blejanje i smejanje, kad leti dodjes iz Nemacke...
Doneses mi igracke i cokolade, pa sa Tomasketom palis do grada
-ja se hvalim ispred zgrade: don'o mi brat!
...i sat kuca i vreme leti...
al' i dalje boli kad se setim,
i dalje boli kad skontam da vise nikada neces hteti
da zajedno pikamo "Robokapa" na glupavom comodore-u 64ci,
da mi pustas Paca po celu noc dok ne popizde matorci...
Ej... secas se kako sam se kao mali bojao oluje?
Kad cujem one stare topole da huje, strahujem
-ti kazes, burazer tu je, ne brini
-a meni se cini, na nas srusice se...
Nisam kontao da sudbina zna i drugacije da nam srusi sve!
Da srusi sne... jer ljudi odlaze.
Cesto bez pozdrava. Cesto bez obraza
stide se svog odraza u ogledalu...
Al' ja sam tvoj i ti si moj!
...i dalje nemam sta da dodam...
Covece, krv nije voda - budi joj odan!

Refren (Nency & Marcelo):
Bar nekad seti se
(...bar nekad seti se...)
onih dana od pre.
Vreme protice
(...i vreme protice...)
al' secanje ostaje...

Dragi Milose, lose je.
Znam da za tebe odavno proslo je
-a proslost je ta sto grize me,
iza zavese, kad sklonim oblake...
Burazer od tetke. A voleo sam te k'o da smo rodjeni,
jedva cekao leto da dodjes mi... da i ja imam starijeg brata.
Dobro se secam tog dana kad sam te zadnji put sreo:
leto 99, nebo prepuno ptica, prepuna glavna ulica
-i ti koji guras kolica! U kolicima mezimca!
Mala Mina... lepa je kao andjeo.
******, moj se burazer sa zenom spandjao, decu izradjao!
Mic po mic, kontam: post'o sam stric...
pogledi nam se srecu... niko ni reci...
stojimo i cutimo.
Toliko bih ti mnogo kazao,
al' samo gledam.
Tako bih ti se bacio u zagrljaj,
al' mi neka beda u srcu ne da.
A taj tvoj hladan pogled me i dan danas sece,
covece, par reci rece pa ode, ja se to vece
spucao, k'o stoka, solo, kuci...
pitao se po sto puta kako to ljudi odjednom postaju tudji...?
...i vrteo kroz glavu sve svoje snove od malena...
...kako sam sanjao da jednog dana mozda zajedno odemo na koncert Cypressa,
sanjao da jednoga dana mozda zauvek budes tu gde sam...
sanjao, a onda se probudio i skontao da sam blesav!
Kraj je price i svako sledi svoju smernicu...

P.S. ... POLJUBI CERKICU!!!

Refren (Nency & Marcelo):
Bar nekad seti se
(...bar nekad seti se...)
onih dana od pre.
Vreme protice
(...i vreme protice...)
al' secanje ostaje...
Bar nekad seti se
(...bar nekad seti se...)
onih dana od pre.
Vreme protice
(...i vreme protice...)
al' secanje ostaje... :(
 
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
And I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did
...
 
The world was on fire, no-one could save me but you
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I'd never dreamed that I'd need somebody like you
And I'd never dreamed that I'd need somebody like you

No I don't wanna fall in love
this world is always gonna break your heart
No I don't wanna fall in love
this world is always gonna break your heart..with you

What a wicked game to play
To make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do
To let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say
You never felt this way
What a wicked thing you do
To make me dream of you...................aaaaaa volim ovu pesmu! :p
 
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