Blog korisnika kindergirl
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| 21 Feb 2008 22:51 | Idi na vrh |
neverovanje.  mukica.mislila da je gotovo.a nije. nikad nije gotovo kad mislish da jeste. da je iza.svih nas. besna pa tuzhna.gorka pa razocharana.uplashena.za neke mi drage ljude.a dan je bio tako lep. i juche je bilo. tako.lepo.i prolec'no. a onda se od jutros pomrachilo. u svim aspektima.a moglo je bolje.niko ne mozhe da me ubedi da nije.ali sve je to stvar (lichnog) izbora.
Beograd je (trebao da) bude svet.Nema to veze sa politikom. Sve je u glavama ljudi. |
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| senstitve kind | |
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| 21 Feb 2008 13:04 | Idi na vrh |
| Citat:Don't take her for granted
she had a hard time don't misunderstand her or play with her mind treat her so gently it will pay you in time you gotta know she's a sensitive kind tell her you love her each and every night you will discover she will treat you right if you believe i know you will find there ain't nothing like a senstitve kind she gets so lonely waiting for you you are the only thing to help her through don't take her for granted she had a hard time you gotta know she's a senstitve kind (j.j. cale) yes..sometimesh She is...inache stigla danas pesmica...od nekog mi dragog... 
kad se umorim od Dana prelazim puteve od Sebe do Tebe i od Sebe do Sebe i mislim kako to da se mimoilazimo po c'oshkovima velikog Grada ispod istog neba to vishe nismo ti i ja i onda shvatim da se paralele nigde ne seku. mozhda evakuacije predugo traju medju nama a ti znash da su meni rechi uvek bile vazhne. chudne neke melanholije... uplove sa mrakom a dan ih razvodni i donese novu prichu...i tako svakog jutra. bonus: just a friend of mine |
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| Let me draw you in a desert | |
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| 16 Feb 2008 16:36 | Idi na vrh |
| "Oh mon amour, mon âme soeur
Je compte les jours je compte les heures Je voudrais te dessiner dans un désert Le désert de mon coeur Oh mon amour, ton grain de voix Fait mon bonheur à chaque pas Laisse-moi te dessiner dans un désert Le désert de mon coeur Dans la nuit parfois, le nez à la fenêtre Je t'attends et je sombre Dans un désert, dans mon désert, voilà Oh mon amour, mon coeur est lourd Je compte les heures je compte les jours Je voudrais te dessiner dans un désert Le désert de mon coeur Oh mon amour, je passe mon tour J'ai déserté les alentours Je te quitte, voilà c'est tout Dans la nuit parfois, le nez à la fenêtre J'attendais et je sombre Jetez au vent mes tristes cendres, voilà" (Emilie Simon) Le desert de mon coeur english version http://www.myspace.com/emiliesimonmusic Citat:You walk the world while you're sleeping through the stormiest days, navigate my moods to my shipwreck of heart and soul and spirit, a woman ranting on the rocks until she's had enough of listening to Lou Reed and cursing god and stuff. You walk the world while you're sleeping. You don't say a word but still, you have your ways. You don't have to declare it, you never have to swear -- All you have to do is what you are. All you have to do is be there. ~XineAnn 
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| Nobody knows Me | |
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| 10 Feb 2008 19:27 | Idi na vrh |
| "I've had so many lives
Since I was a child And I realise How many times I've died I'm not that kind of guy Sometimes I feel shy I think I can fly Closer to the sky No ones telling you how to live your life But it's a setup until you're fed up This world is not so kind People trap your mind It's so hard to find Someone to admire I… I sleep much better at night I feel closer to the light Now I'm gonna try To improve my life No ones telling you how to live your life But it's a setup until you're fed up It's no good when you're misunderstood But why should I care? What the world thinks of me Won't let a stranger Give me a social disease Nobody, nobody knows me Nobody knows me Nobody knows me Like you know me I don't want no lies I don't watch TV I don't waste my time Won't read a magazine Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody knows me Nobody knows me Nobody knows me Like you know me" but miss Madonna of course 
and one of the faces 4 2day... |
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| "ponekad je samo pogled..." | |
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| 07 Feb 2008 17:51 | Idi na vrh |
| "Sve su moje bivse ljubavi tuzne
zar je sve to bio san Usred kafane i guzve opet sam ostao sam Otsutne tvoje su oci usne ne pruzaju slast Ne pitaj kada cu doci proslo je vrijeme za nas Ne okreci se zaboravi me Zovimo cigane neka cijele noci svira gitara jer ako mira nema nek nas vode ravno do dna Kada vidis prvi sjaj iznad grada ja cu vec s ciganima biti daleko Ne zelim biti tvoje ljubavi gladan jer ovaj zivot prekratko traje Ne okreci se zaboravi me" rundek a nikad se ne zaboravi.... "Opet sam snio crni procvetali dud, i nekog dragog što me čeka odnekud... Ključ skriven iznad dovratka, još jedan simbol povratka, suviše toga da bi bilo podudarnost... Sanovnik s jasnim slovima, lako je to sa snovima... Nevolje krenu onda kad tumačim stvarnost... Ne vredi, kasno je brojati trijumfe i havarije... sve spiskano i stečeno... Ne vredi, kasno je, ostaje s tobom na vrh Kalvarije samo neizrečeno... Sve ređe srećem ljude iz svog plemena, zamiču redom s one strane vremena... Senke im tamnije od njih, bez keca pred poslednji štih, nisam baš znao da im javljam dobre vesti... Za tim ću sutra žaliti, to ćemo jednom zaliti, u nekom tuđem snu u kom ćemo se sresti... " balashevic' za moju nekadashnju najbolju... drugaricu...a povodom nekih (ne) sretnih sretanja i rodjendana i zvezda i... josh mnogo chega ... "neizrecivo" sada...mozhda jednom... stepski vuk@mycity.rs "I still remember the world from the eyes of a child..." (evenscence) 
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| Eternal Sunshine of the spotless Mind | |
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| 02 Feb 2008 12:11 | Idi na vrh |
| Joel: Is there any risk of brain damage?
Howard: Well, technically speaking, the operation is brain damage, but it's on a par with a night of heavy drinking. Nothing you'll miss... ... Joel: Sand is overrated. It's just tiny, little rocks. ... Clementine: You know me, I'm impulsive. Joel: That's what I love about you. ... Joel: [in the house on the beach] I really should go! I've gotta catch my ride. Clementine: So go. Joel: I did. I thought maybe you were a nut... but you were exciting. Clementine: I wish you had stayed. Joel: I wish I had stayed to. NOW I wish I had stayed. I wish I had done a lot of things. I wish I had... I wish I had stayed. I do. Clementine: Well I came back downstairs and you were gone! Joel: I walked out, I walked out the door! Clementine: Why? Joel: I don't know. I felt like I was a scared little kid, I was like... it was above my head, I don't know. Clementine: You were scared? Joel: Yeah. I thought you knew that about me. I ran back to the bonfire, trying to outrun my humiliation. Clementine: Was it something I said? Joel: Yeah, you said "so go." With such disdain, you know? Clementine: Oh, I'm sorry. Joel: It's okay. [Walking Out] Clementine: Joely? What if you stayed this time? Joel: I walked out the door. There's no memory left. Clementine: Come back and make up a good-bye at least. Let's pretend we had one. [Joel comes back] Clementine: Bye Joel. Joel: I love you... Clementine: Meet me... in Montauk... ... Mary: How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd. ... Clementine: Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours. Joel: I remember that speech really well. Clementine: I had you pegged, didn't I? Joel: You had the whole human race pegged. Clementine: Hmm. Probably. Joel: I still thought you were gonna save my life... even after that. Clementine: Ohhh... I know. Joel: It would be different, if we could just give it another go-round. Clementine: Remember me. Try your best; maybe we can. ... [Clementine is leading Joel out onto the frozen Charles River] Joel: I don't know. What if it breaks? Clementine: What if? Do you really care right now? ... "...Change your heart Look around you Change your heart It will astound you I need your lovin' Like the sunshine Everybody's gotta learn sometime..." ... "From the wrinkles on my forehead To the mud upon my shoe Everything's a memory With strings that tie to you In my dream I'm often running To the place that's out of you Of every kind of memory With strings that tie to you..." "Одломи комад времена, отми га само за себе- -''Не могу ти узети сећања!'' Ал' свака давна слика,разбуђена једва зарасле ожиљке загребе и тера на дно душе , у отуђења. И не могу у себи и посве сам, у ономе што имах и прођох путеве пред собом да грабим јер осетим већ да од тога слабим, да ћу,ако окренем низ стазу којом дођох у бункер од поклеклих снова да се зазидам." izvor |
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| bohemian sunset... | |
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| 28 Jan 2008 23:26 | Idi na vrh |
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beach party... 
za ove kishne dane... slusha li josh neko?
& meni posebno drage kao bonus track na playlisti: jazzanova L.O.V.E. and You and I jazzanova bohemian sunset little beat jazzy 2 night...
The Brightness of These Days ako neko nadje na youtubu neka okachi ovde, pls
& http://blog.jazz-not-jazz.com/ and u know what... "happiness is a state of mind!" 
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| lonely star | |
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| 26 Jan 2008 23:32 | Idi na vrh |
| "Take a bow, the night is over
This masquerade is getting older Light are low, the curtains down There's no one here [There's no one here, there's no one in the crowd Say your lines but do you feel them Do you mean what you say when there's no one around Watching you, watching me, one lonely star I've always been in love with you I guess you've always known it's true You took my love for granted, why oh why The show is over, say good-bye Say good-bye [bye bye], say good-bye Make them laugh, it comes so easy When you get to the part Where you're breaking my heart Hide behind your smile, all the world loves a clown Wish you well, I cannot stay You deserve an award for the role that you played No more masquerade, you're one lonely star All the world is a stage And everyone has their part But how was I to know which way the story'd go How was I to know you'd break You'd break my heart I've always been in love with you Guess you've always known You took my love for granted, why oh why The show is over, say good-bye (chorus) Say good-bye [bye bye], say good-bye " Say good-bye Miss Madonna ...zbog svih tih sretanja "...One imaju neceg licnog, te krupne zvezde privremene; zaustavile su se za trenutak da popricaju." i sada shvatam da su granice u Umu i u Srcu bile one najvec'e... All by myself...you'll see... |
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| 25 Jan 2008 15:09 | Idi na vrh |
kad u neshto ulozhish tolike dane i noc'i i krv i znoj...kad dash sve od sebe i mnogo vishe, vishe nego shto si ikad mislio da c'esh biti u stanju...i shvatish da si pomerio svoje granice iako nisi bio svestan da to radish... i onda na kraju dobijesh ono shto si zheleo... i shvatish da je bilo potrebno samo da imash malo vishe vere u Sebe i u Svet...i da je uspeh bio sasvim izvestan jer tolika kolichina energije je morala da (ti) se vrati...i sedish u busu pored prozora praznog uma i punog srca...i stishash svest na minimum,a ipak nisi tishina... i bash u tom busu puste acid jazz (  ) dok za sobom ostavljash sunce koje ti greje potiljak...i na staklu mozhesh da vidish i drvec'e i zgradu Ushc'a iza sebe, i Kalemegdan i Reku ispred, i sve boje neba koje osec'ash kao svoje...zatvarash na sekund ochi,ali i dalje vidish sve to...i mislish prolec'e u sred zime, prolec'e koje se rascvetava u tebi kao pomorandza...i mislish sada i mislish zeleno i mislish chisto i svezhe i hladno... i onda brzo otvarash ochi jer ne zhelish da propustish trenutak kad se spushtate u masu...i zhelish da se pomeshash sa celim svetom... i zhelish i ne zhelish da imash foto-aparat u tom trenutku...ipak znash da je to neshto shto c'esh uvek pamtiti... otvaraju se vrata i koraknesh medju ljude i bash na tvom peshachkom je zeleno...samo josh jedno u nizu tog dana...i znash da je sve bash sve dobro. i to na neki nov i odrasliji nachin. i da je jedino to vazhno.
fotka ponovljena vec' dva puta na ovom 4umu. prvo na mom blogu, a zatim ovde ali meni je bila potrebna bash i u ovom postu. 
http://www.mycity.rs/Blog/san-6_5.html |
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| 18 Jan 2008 19:37 | Idi na vrh |
| nekad je jazzanje 'n' zezanje...nekad drum 'n' zez... nekad me probudi klasika,a iza prvog c'oshka sacheka hard core...nekad (se) sastavljam uz house& disco,a na kraju bude bash minimal... ipak zaspim uz blues... nekad me samba digne do zvezda,a nekad nije dovoljan ni techno...ali vazhno (mi) je da sam ja ta koja pravi playliste... i onda uhvatim ritam...i pleshem... no matter what's going on In and Outside of me... i bash volim tako...
+kolazhi od ritma, boja i rechi |
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