Sta ste slusali jutros?

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I was bruised and battered I couldn't tell
what I felt
I was unrecognizable to myself
I saw my reflection in a window I didn't know
my own face
Oh Brother are you gonna leave me
wastin' away
On the streets of Philadelphia

I walked the avenue 'til my legs felt like stone
I heard the voices of friends vanished and gone
At night I could hear the blood in my veins
Black and whispering as the rain
On the streets of Philadelphia

Ain't no angel gonna greet me
It's just you and I my friend
My clothes don't fit me no more
I walked a thousand miles
Just to slip this skin

The night has fallen, I'm lyin' awake
I can feel myself fading away
So receive me brother with your faithless kiss
Or will we leave each other alone like this
On the streets of Philadelphia
 
You Look Like Rain

Your mind and your experience call to me
You have lived and your intelligence is sexy
I want to know what you got to say
I can tell you taste like the sky cause you look like rain
You look like rain
You think like a whip on a horse's back
Stretched out to the limit you make it crack
Send that horse round and round the track
I want to know what you got to say
I can tell you taste like the sky cause you look like rain
You look like rain
Yea you look like rain
You look like rain
 
Jutros sam slusao Shefa:( sutra cu ga opet slusati, prekosutra isto...ma da....

Cuo sam onu pesmicu od Merlina i Zeljka, dobra je...

kako se piše ljubav
da li kao jedna riječ
ili su to uvijek
barem dvije najmanje

ljudi se oduvijek sastaju
vole i još uvijek rastaju

oprostit ću joj sve
nisam ja supermen
pa da mogu to
na leđima da ponesem

ugostit ću joj sne
bolje im je kod mene
neka spavaju
sve dok se ne promijene

like to the dearest friend

ljubav se ne piše tako
oko za oko, zub za zub
o, ne, ja ne mogu više
ja sam stigao na rub

svaka mi riječ stražu dobija
svaki mi most na drini ćuprija

šta je to sveto noćas i vječno,
živote sivi
sveto je ono pred čime drhtiš
a čemu se diviš

oprostit ću joj sve
nisam ja supermen
pa da mogu to
na leđima da ponesem

ugostit ću joj sne
bolje im je kod mene
neka spavaju
sve dok se ne promijene

oprostit ću joj sve
nisam ja supermen
pa da mogu to
na leđima da ponesem

ugostit ću joj sne
bolje im je kod mene
neka spavaju
sve dok se ne promijene

like to the dearest friend
 
goodday:
dire straits-money for nothing...veselishka :D


OBOZAVAM IH! :D

MICHAEL JACKSON-LIBERIAN GIRL!


Liberian Girl . . .
You Came And You Changed
My World
A Love So Brand New
Liberian Girl . . .
You Came And You Changed
Me Girl
A Feeling So True

Liberian Girl
You Know That You Came
And You Changed My World,
Just Like In The Movies,
With Two Lovers In A Scene
And She Says . . .
"Do You Love Me"
And He Says So Endlessly . . .
"I Love You, Liberian Girl"

(Naku Penda Piya-Naku Taka
Piya-Mpenziwe)
(I Love You Too-I Want You
Too-My Love)

Liberian Girl . . .
More Precious Than
Any Pearl
Your Love So Complete
Liberian Girl . . .
You Kiss Me Then,
Ooh, The World
You Do This To Me

Liberian Girl
You Know That You Came
And You Changed My World,
Just Like In The Movies,
With Two Lovers In A Scene
And She Says,

"Do You Love Me"
And He Says So Endlessly
"I Love You, Liberian Girl"
(Naku Penda Piya-Naku Taka
Piya-Mpenziwe)
(I Love You Too-I Want You
Too-My Love)

Liberian Girl
You Know That You Came
And You Changed My World,
I Wait For The Day,
When You Have To Say
"I Do,"
And I'll Smile And Say It Too,
And Forever We'll Be True
I Love You, Liberian Girl,
All The Time
 
TINA TURNER-Nutbush City Limits

A CHURCH HOUSE GIN HOUSE
A SCHOOL HOUSE OUT HOUSE
ON HIGHWAY NUMBER NINETEEN
THE PEOPLE KEEP THE CITY CLEAN
THEY CALL IT
NUTBUSH OH NUTBUSH
CALL IT NUTBUSH CITY LIMITS

TWENTY-FIVE WAS THE SPEED LIMIT
MOTORCYCLE NOT ALLOWED IN IT
YOU GO TO THE STORE ON FRIDAY
YOU GO TO CHURCH ON SUNDAY
THEY CALL IT
NUTBUSH OH NUTBUSH
CALL IT NUTBUSH CITY LIMITS

YOU GO TO THE FIELDS ON WEEKDAYS
AND HAVE A PICNIC ON LABOR DAY
YOU GO TO TOWN ON SATURDAY
BUT GO TO THE CHURCH EV'RY SUNDAY
THEY CALL IT
NUTBUSH OH NUTBUSH
CALL IT NUTBUSH CITY LIMITS

NO WHISKEY FOR SALE
YOU CAN'T COP NO BAIL
SALT PORK AND MOLASSES
IS ALL YOU GET IN JAIL
THEY CALL IT
NUTBUSH OH NUTBUSH
CALL IT NUTBUSH CITY LIMITS

LITTLE OLD TOWN IN TENNESSEE
THAT'S CALLED A QUIET LITTLE OLD
COMMUNITY
A ONE-HORSE TOWN YOU HAVE TO
WATCH
WHAT YOU'RE PUTTIN' DOWN IN OLD
NUTBUSH
THEY CALL IT
NUTBUSH OH NUTBUSH
CALL IT NUTBUSH CITY LIMITS
 
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