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ona sija ja samo upijam
njene reči su priča dvostrukih zapleta
i ne propuštam slušam ceo dan
al uvek kad se nasmeje
pod se ispod mene pomera

strah i visina ona me drži
pretpostavljam
laž i tišina dogadjaj veka
odbrojavam
i sasvim jednostavna stvar
samo problem načina"
E.B.
 
Nemoj da mi uputiš više
nijedan osmeh.
Jedan je dosta.
Pomislicu da u tom novom još nešto piše
i bojim se, izazvacu podsmeh
kod onih kojih se sve tice...
U meni se rodi i osta
želja koja klija i raste,
i izvija se i trudi
da izleti u nebo
i nemoguce preraste.
I zato nemoj, nemoj nikada više
da mi poklonis nijednog smeška.
Zamisli da me nema,
da ne postojim, tako je bolje.
Moram to da te molim jer se bojim,
strašno se bojim
da je tvoj osmeh samo greška.
 
"I dream of the ships at sea, on a stormy night
I wish that it was me, but I wake in fright
I realize, I can see it in your eyes
I've only got myself to blame

Winter kisses when your lips were blue
Like chasing wild geese in the snow
Pressing faces on the window panes
But that's a long long time ago"

MEN (AND WOMEN) AT WORK (MONDAY MORNING)
 
"Tijo, noći,
Moje sunce spava;
Za glavom joj
Od bisera grana,
A na grani
Ka da nešto bruji,
Tu su pali
Sićani slavuji:
Žice predu
Od svilena glasa,
Otkali joj
Duvak do pojasa,
Pokrili joj
I lice i grudi,
Da se moje
Sunce ne probudi."
 

"...A kad zaspiš, ona šapće:
- Spavaj, spavaj, žrtvo moja,
Odmori se na mom krilu,
Čuva tebe tuga tvoja!"

A kad svane zora bela,
Klikće kao soko sivi,
Ona ti se prva javi:
- Dobro jutro, još smo živi!..."

J.J.
 
Dokle? :roll:
Možda drugi krevet.
Ili jastuk.
-----------------------------
Ne mogu da zaboravim lik onog čoveka.
Da li sam ja razmažena i užasna osoba?
Moguće. :roll:
 
Sanjam te… pruzam gladne ruke prema tebi…

I osjecam jos uvijek
gladan poljubac u vrat,
onaj prvi,
ono prvo budjenje
I budim se…

Mali je krevet,
mali grad,
malo poluostrvo,
mala drzava,
mala je Evropa,
mali je Svijet,
Mali Kosmos
Da primi i prihvati ovaj osjecaj,
Ovu zelju sto me budi

Sanjam tvoje tijelo pored mog,
tvoju ruku mirnu oko moga struka i poljubac budjenja…
u vrat, u lijevi ugib moje kljucne kosti i jos malo vise…
I bojim se,
boli me
borim se
da te ne pojedem
da te tako sebicno ne ostavim u sebi.

Ako me poljubis ja cu te pojesti,
ja cu uzeti iz tebe sve ono sto ne zelis da mi das
i ja cu postati gospodar tvojih usana
i zeljecu ih svaki put sve vise i sve duze. I val strasti ce sa grudi preci na usne i ja cu uzivati, upijati, voljeti.

Ma koliko dugo
Uvijek ce biti kratko
Jer strast nas vara
I krade
I otima
I ostavlja nas same
Na ulazu vremena
Na izlazu srama

A ja te sanjam i ne zelim taj san da prestane
i pruzam gladne ruke ka tebi i privlacim sve u sebe,
na sebe,
uzimam atome razbacane po pucini nedosanjanih ideala
i vracam se tebi
i stavljam sebe u zlatnu ciniju za voce
i nudim ti ribizle i kiselo grozdje…

I iluziju zrelih krusaka i breskvi…
 
And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we’re apart

You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by

Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely night dreaming of a song
The melody haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When our love was new
And each kiss an inspiration
But that was long ago
Now my consolation
Is in the stardust of a song

Beside a garden wall
When stars are bright
You are in my arms
The nightingale tells his fairy tale
A paradise where roses bloom
Though I dream in vain
In my heart it will remain
My stardust melody
The memory of love’s refrain
 
I bring you with reverent hands
The books of my numberless dreams,
White woman that passion has worn
As the tide wears the dove-grey sands,
And with heart more old than the horn
That is brimmed from the pale fire of time:
White woman with numberless dreams,
I bring you my passionate rhyme.


W.B.Y
 
While you were sleeping
angels tiptoed around your bed
and tickled your toes with tiny wings
until you stirred a little.

Once, I thought I saw you smile,
at something an angel said
while whispering secrets
in your ear.

Sometimes, when you sighed,
an angel stroked your hair
until you quieted
and all was well again.

So, rest well, knowing
that while you sleep
angels are watching over you
now and always.

 
"Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
I’m tired and i
I want to go to bed
Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
And then leave me alone
Don’t try to wake me in the morning
’cause I will be gone
Don’t feel bad for me
I want you to know
Deep in the cell of my heart
I will feel so glad to go
Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
I don’t want to wake up
On my own anymore
Sing to me
Sing to me
I don’t want to wake up
On my own anymore
Don’t feel bad for me
I want you to know
Deep in the cell of my heart
I really want to go
There is another world
There is a better world
Well, there must be..."
 
CaLiMeRo:
"Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
I’m tired and i
I want to go to bed
Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
And then leave me alone
Don’t try to wake me in the morning
’cause I will be gone
Don’t feel bad for me
I want you to know
Deep in the cell of my heart
I will feel so glad to go
Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
I don’t want to wake up
On my own anymore
Sing to me
Sing to me
I don’t want to wake up
On my own anymore
Don’t feel bad for me
I want you to know
Deep in the cell of my heart
I really want to go
There is another world
There is a better world
Well, there must be..."
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Sto bi plakala od besa?
 
"Kepec ima odlično sredstvo
da bude viši od džina kad mu
se popne na ramena.
Čudno je što mu džin tako nešto
dozvoljava, a glupo je što se
još i divi veličini kepeca.
O ljudska naivnosti."
 
That’s not the beginning of the end
That’s the return to yourself
The return to innocence.
Love - devotion
Feeling - emotion
.
Love - devotion
Feeling - emotion
.
Don’t be afraid to be weak
Don’t be too proud to be strong
Just look into your heart my friend
That will be the return to yourself
The return to innocence
.
If you want, then start to laugh
If you must, then start to cry
Be yourself don’t hide
Just believe in destiny
.
Don’t care what people say
Just follow your own way
Don’t give up and use the chance
To return to innocence
.
That’s not the beginning of the end
That’s the return to yourself
The return to innocence
.
Don’t care what people say
Follow just your own way
Follow just your own way
Don’t give up, don’t give up
To return, to return to innocence.
If you want then laugh
If you must then cry
Be yourself don’t hide
Just believe in destiny.
 
Ko si ti?
Nisi moj Andjeo cuvar
nikada me ne dodjes upozoriti
vidis moje boli, i to je cudna stvar
i gledas me dok patim
Uz mene hodas citav moj zivot
a ja ne bih znao ni kako te nazvati?
Ko si, dakle, da li te Bog salje?
Smesis mi se a ne delis samnom moju radost
zalis me...
...a ne tesis!
 
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