STARDUST CAFFE

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Agi, šta kažeš na moju lokaciju? :mrgreen:

Srce moje pametno i fino:heart:
evo pozdrav od mene i boe Džoa
stari je snimak telefonom pa je loša rezolucija

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:zag:e htedoh da te zovem, nego oplela sa drugaricom Blizancem Devicom te mi se ispraznila baterija:D
 

Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence

"Fools" said I
"You do not know, silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the signs said
"The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence
 
Јао, што је лепа змија. :heart:

Јбг, Аги, не могу да ти дам репку за змију и за ону goth женску што си окачила, тако да, сматрај ову поруку неком двоструком репутацијом.
 
Јао, што је лепа змија. :heart:

Јбг, Аги, не могу да ти дам репку за змију и за ону goth женску што си окачила, тако да, сматрај ову поруку неком двоструком репутацијом.

:cmok2:
jeste, lep je to momak Džo
i dobar
hteo lik da mi da njegovo dete al ne mogu zbog keve i mačaka
 
Srce moje pametno i fino:heart:
evo pozdrav od mene i boe Džoa
stari je snimak telefonom pa je loša rezolucija

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:zag:e htedoh da te zovem, nego oplela sa drugaricom Blizancem Devicom te mi se ispraznila baterija:D

Nemiran Dzo :lol:

Gde mu je glava?


Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence

"Fools" said I
"You do not know, silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the signs said
"The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence

Volim ovu pesmu :zaljubljena:
Cak gledao i film "Diplomac" :rumenko:
 
Nema veze, Agi...:heart:
A ja baš sad mislim na tebe i na to kako si me pogodila sa onim Morrisonovim stihovima...
Davno je bilo, krajem osamdesetih, svi zidovi sobe su mi bili oslikani i među mnogim prizorima je bio
i njegov portret.
Često sam slušala An American Prayer...

Do you know the warm progress under the stars?
Do you know we exist?
Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom?
Have you been born yet, and are you alive?

Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths of the ages
Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests
Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war?

We need great golden copulations

The fathers are cackling in trees of the forest
Our mother is dead in the sea

Do you know we are being lead to slaughter by placid admirals
And that fat slow generals are getting obscene on young blood?

Do you know we are ruled by T.V.?

The moon is a dry blood beast
Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers
In the next block of green vine
Amassing for warfare on innocent herdsman who are just dying

O' great creator of being, grant us one more hour to perform our art and perfect our lives
...

Koliko li sam puta umrla od tog vremena, grcala u pororđajnim mukama preporoda i
udisala sveti mir u zaustavljenim trenucima izgubljenih popodneva?

Umorna sam, Agi...:heart:
 
Nema veze, Agi...:heart:
A ja baš sad mislim na tebe i na to kako si me pogodila sa onim Morrisonovim stihovima...
Davno je bilo, krajem osamdesetih, svi zidovi sobe su mi bili oslikani i među mnogim prizorima je bio
i njegov portret.
Često sam slušala An American Prayer...

Do you know the warm progress under the stars?
Do you know we exist?
Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom?
Have you been born yet, and are you alive?

Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths of the ages
Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests
Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war?

We need great golden copulations

The fathers are cackling in trees of the forest
Our mother is dead in the sea

Do you know we are being lead to slaughter by placid admirals
And that fat slow generals are getting obscene on young blood?

Do you know we are ruled by T.V.?

The moon is a dry blood beast
Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers
In the next block of green vine
Amassing for warfare on innocent herdsman who are just dying

O' great creator of being, grant us one more hour to perform our art and perfect our lives
...

Koliko li sam puta umrla od tog vremena, grcala u pororđajnim mukama preporoda i
udisala sveti mir u zaustavljenim trenucima izgubljenih popodneva?

Umorna sam, Agi...:heart:
eh american prayer.....:aha:
imam sve Doorse na vinilu
pa vene sam sekla na njih ko tinejdžerka
mada ih i sada volim

i ja sam umorna
od svog besa i sebe:evil:

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Nemiran Dzo :lol:

Gde mu je glava?



Volim ovu pesmu :zaljubljena:
Cak gledao i film "Diplomac" :rumenko:

a promangupirao si se....:ok:
tako treba:klap:
 
Draga Tetka,

evo da ti i pre završetka utakmice javim da su ti sve tri singl situacije Manchester United - Manchester City PROŠLE

1) 2 gola prvo poluvreme (1:1)
2) Nerešeno na poluvremenu (1:1)
3) 3 PLUS upravo je pao i taj treći

ne treba čast, kupi pralina i čokolada ko da sam ih ja pojeo :D
 
Srce moje pametno i fino:heart:
evo pozdrav od mene i boe Džoa
stari je snimak telefonom pa je loša rezolucija

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Baš je lepa zmija. Kako se zamotala oko noge, vidi se da je puna ljubavi.
Hvala. :cmok:
Boa za bou. ;)

svi studijski albumi na 180-gramskom vinilu,
cena je 260 evra, eh jbg da imam odmah bi uzeo.:(
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Jel' možeš da veruješ da u životu nisam pustio vinil na gramofon. :(

Treba nam malo vatre, 'ladno je :lol:

:cao:

:ok:

Zahladnelo? Pojacajte grejanje :mrgreen:

Mi se grejemo na mp3. :D

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"A rose by any other name would smell as sweet" William Shakespeare

:ok:
 
@ van halen - :hvala::heart:

U to ime poklanjam ti jednu moju pesmu -


Usud

Doziva me šapatima
kroz napupele trešnjine grane,
obmotane izmaglicom
u nastupajućem proleću,
dok smrt napregnuto vreba
usamljene hodočasnike
na neočekivanim zavojima
snoviđenjem iscrtanih staza,
uz vratolomne padine
negostoljubivih planina,
kroz zamke ukrštenih bodlji
i čeljusti nakeženih zveri,
do vrhova gde nazire se grad
dalek u vrtlogu vremena,
bezopasan tek za one
što ih usud proteruje
na visove zabranjene.
 
@ van halen - :hvala::heart:

U to ime poklanjam ti jednu moju pesmu -


Usud

Doziva me šapatima
kroz napupele trešnjine grane,
obmotane izmaglicom
u nastupajućem proleću,
dok smrt napregnuto vreba
usamljene hodočasnike
na neočekivanim zavojima
snoviđenjem iscrtanih staza,
uz vratolomne padine
negostoljubivih planina,
kroz zamke ukrštenih bodlji
i čeljusti nakeženih zveri,
do vrhova gde nazire se grad
dalek u vrtlogu vremena,
bezopasan tek za one
što ih usud proteruje
na visove zabranjene.
:aha::klap:
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Treba nam malo vatre, 'ladno je :lol:


:cao:

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@ van halen - :hvala::heart:

U to ime poklanjam ti jednu moju pesmu -


Usud

Doziva me šapatima
kroz napupele trešnjine grane,
obmotane izmaglicom
u nastupajućem proleću,
dok smrt napregnuto vreba
usamljene hodočasnike
na neočekivanim zavojima
snoviđenjem iscrtanih staza,
uz vratolomne padine
negostoljubivih planina,
kroz zamke ukrštenih bodlji
i čeljusti nakeženih zveri,
do vrhova gde nazire se grad
dalek u vrtlogu vremena,
bezopasan tek za one
što ih usud proteruje
na visove zabranjene.

Vau.

Stvarno je jaka.

Hvala ti. :D

Ljudi, ostadoh ja večeras mnogo duže nego inače, idem odmah, jer ne znam kad ću sutra ustati.

Laku noć. :bye:
 
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