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	<title>Mostovi</title>
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	<author>nobody@mycity.rs (MyLada)</author>
	<description>&amp;quot; Od svega što čovek u životnom nagonu podiže i gradi, ništa nije u mojim očima bolje i vrednije od mostova. Oni su važniji od kuća, svetiji, jer opštiji, od hramova. Svačiji i prema svakom jednaki, korisni, podignuti uvek smisleno, na mestu na kom se ukrštava najveći broj ljudskih potreba, istrajniji su od drugih građevina i ne služe ničem što je tajno i zlo.
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     Veliki kameni mostovi, svedoci iščezlih epoha kad se drugojačije živelo, mislilo i gradilo, sivi ili zarudeli od vetra i kiše, često okrzani na oštro rezanim ćoškovima, a u njihovim sastavcima i neprimetnim pukotinama raste tanka trava ili se gnezde ptice. Tanki železni mostovi, zategnuti od jedne obale do druge kao žice, što drhte i zvuče od svakog voza kad projuri; oni još kao da čekaju svoj poslednji oblik i svoje savršenstvo, a lepota njihovih linija otkriće se potpuno očima naših unuka. Drveni mostovi na ulasku u bosanske varošice čije izglodane grede poigravaju i zveče pod kopitama seoskih konja kao daščice ksilofona. I, najposle, oni sasvim mali mostići u planinama, u stvari jedno oveće drvo ili dva prikovana jedno uz drugo, prebačeni preko nekog gorskog potoka koji bi bez njih bio neprelazan. Po dva puta u godini gorska bujica odnosi, kad nadođe, ta brvna, a seljaci slepo uporni kao mravi, seku, tešu i postavljaju nova. Zato se uz te planinske potoke, u zatokama među stenama, vide često ti bivši mostovi; leže i trunu kao i ostalo drvo naplavljeno tu slučajem, ali ta zatesana brvna, osuđena na oganj ili truljenje, izdvajaju se od ostalog nanosa i podsećaju još sada na cilj kome su služila.
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     Svi su oni u suštini jedno i podjednako vredni naše pažnje, jer pokazuju mesto na kome je čovek naišao na zapreku i nije zastao pred njom, nego je savladao i premostio kako je mogao, prema svom shvatanju, ukusu, i prilikama kojima je bio okružen.
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     I kad mislim na mostove, u sećanju mi iskrsavaju ne oni preko kojih sam najviše prelazio, nego oni koji su najviše zadržali i zaneli moju pažnju i moj duh.
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     Pre svega, sarajevski mostovi. Na Miljacki, čije je korito kičma Sarajeva, oni su kao kameni pršljenovi. Vidim ih jasno i brojim redom. Znam im lukove, pamtim ograde. Među njima i jedan koji nosi sudbinsko ime jednog mladića, malen ali stalan, uvučen u se kao dobra i ćutljiva tvrđava koja ne zna za predaju ili izdaju. Zatim, mostovi koje sam video na putovanjima, nošu iz voza, tanki i beli kao priviđenja. Kameni mostovi u Španiji, zarasli u bršljen i zamišljeni nad sopstveno slikom u tamnoj vodi . Drveni mostovi po Švajcarskoj, pokriveni krovom zbog velikih snegova, liče  na dugačke ambare i iskićeni su iznutra slikama svetitelja ili čudesnih događaja, kao kapele. Fantastični mostovi u Turskoj, postavljeni otprilike, čuvani i održavani sudbinom. Rimski mostovi u južnoj Italiji, od bela kamena, sa kojih je vreme odbilo sve što se moglo odbiti, a pored kojih već stotinu godina vodi neki nov most, ali oni stoje još jednako, kao skeleti na straži.
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     Tako, svuda na svetu, gde god se moja misao krene ili stane, nailazi na verne i ćutljive mostove kao na večitu i večno nezasićenu ljudsku želju da se poveže, izmiri i spoji sve što iskrsne pred našim duhom, očima i nogama, da ne bude deljenja, protivnosti ni rastanka.
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     Tako isto u snovima i proizvoljnoj igri mašte. Slušajući najgorču i najlepšu muziku koju sam ikada čuo, odjednom mi se ukaza kameni most, presečen po polovini, a izlomljene strane prekinutog luka bolno teže jedna ka drugoj, i poslednjim naporom pokazuju jednu mogućnu liniju luka koji je nestao. To je vernost i uzvišena nepomirljivost lepote, koja pored sebe dopušta jednu jedinu mogućnost: nepostojanje.
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     Naposletku, sve čim se ovaj naš život kazuje – misli, napori, pogledi, osmesi, reči, uzdasi – sve to teži ka drugoj obali, kojoj se upravlja kao cilju, i na kojoj tek dobiva svoj pravi smisao. Sve to ima nešto da savlada i premosti: nered, smrt ili nesmisao.  Jer, sve je prelaz, most čiji se krajevi gube u beskonačnosti, a prema kom su svi zemni mostovi samo dečije igračke, bledi simboli. A sva je naša nada s one strane.&amp;quot;(Andric)
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	<title>Lemon Tree</title>
	<link>https://www.mycity.rs/Blog/Lemon-Tree.html</link>
	<guid>https://www.mycity.rs/?p=717712</guid>
	<author>nobody@mycity.rs (MyLada)</author>
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I'm sitting here in the boring room 
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It's just another rainy Sunday afternoon 
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I'm wasting my time 
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I got nothing to do 
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I'm hanging around 
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I'm waiting for you 
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But nothing ever happens and I wonder... 
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I'm driving around in my car 
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I'm driving too fast 
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I'm driving too far 
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I'd like to change my point of view 
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I feel so lonely 
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I'm waiting for you 
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But nothing ever happens and I wonder... 
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I wonder how 
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I wonder why 
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Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky 
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And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree 
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I'm turning my head up and down 
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I'm turning turning turning turning turning around 
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And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree 
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I'm sitting here 
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I miss the power 
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I'd like to go out taking a shower 
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But there's a heavy cloud inside my head 
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I feel so tired 
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Put myself into bed 
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Well, nothing ever happens and I wonder... 
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Isolation is not good for me 
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Isolation, I don't want to sit on the lemon-tree 
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I'm steppin' around in the desert of joy 
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Baby anyhow I'll get another toy 
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And everything will happen and you wonder 
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I wonder how 
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I wonder why 
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Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky 
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And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree 
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I'm turning my head up and down 
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I'm turning turning turning turning turning around 
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And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree 
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And I wonder, wonder... 
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I wonder how 
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I wonder why 
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Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky 
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And all that I can see, and all that I can see, and all that I can see 
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	<title>Fragile</title>
	<link>https://www.mycity.rs/Blog/Fragile.html</link>
	<guid>https://www.mycity.rs/?p=625600</guid>
	<author>nobody@mycity.rs (MyLada)</author>
	<description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: darkred&quot;&gt;Fragile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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Drying in the colour of the evening sun
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Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
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But something in our minds will always stay
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Perhaps this final act was meant
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To clinch a lifetime's argument
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That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
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For all those born beneath an angry star
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Lest we forget how fragile we are
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On and on the rain will fall
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Like tears from a star like tears from a star
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On and on the rain will say
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How fragile we are how fragile we are
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On and on the rain will fall
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Like tears from a star like tears from a star
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On and on the rain will say
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How fragile we are how fragile we are
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How fragile we are how fragile we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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	<title>Sway with me</title>
	<link>https://www.mycity.rs/Blog/Sway-with-me.html</link>
	<guid>https://www.mycity.rs/?p=578826</guid>
	<author>nobody@mycity.rs (MyLada)</author>
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When marimba rhythms start to play 
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Dance with me, make me sway 
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Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore 
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Hold me close, sway me more 
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Like a flower bending in the breeze 
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Bend with me, sway with ease 
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When we dance you have a way with me 
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Stay with me, sway with me 
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Other dancers may be on the floor 
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Dear, but my eyes will see only you 
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Only you have the magic technique 
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When we sway I go weak 
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I can hear the sounds of violins 
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Long before it begins 
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Make me thrill as only you know how 
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Sway me smooth, sway me now 
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Other dancers may be on the floor 
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Dear, but my eyes will see only you 
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Only you have the magic technique 
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When we sway I go weak 
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I can hear the sounds of violins 
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Long before it begins 
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Make me thrill as only you know how 
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Sway me smooth, sway me now 
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You know how 
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Sway me smooth, sway me now
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	<title>You Are Always On My Mind</title>
	<link>https://www.mycity.rs/Blog/You-Are-Always-On-My-Mind.html</link>
	<guid>https://www.mycity.rs/?p=473162</guid>
	<author>nobody@mycity.rs (MyLada)</author>
	<description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Always On My Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;	
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Quite as good as I should have
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Maybe I didnt love you
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Quite as often as I could have
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Little things I should have said and done
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I just never took the time
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You were always on my mind
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You were always on my mind
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Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasnt died
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Give me, give me one more chance
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To keep you satisfied, satisfied
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Maybe I didnt hold you
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All those lonely, lonely times
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And I guess I never told you
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Im so happy that youre mine
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If I make you feel second best
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Girl, Im sorry I was blind
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You were always on my mind
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You were always on my mind
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Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasnt died
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Give me, give me one more chance
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To keep you satisfied, satisfied
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Little things I should have said and done
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I just never took the time
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You were always on my mind
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You are always on my mind
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You are always on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: white&quot;&gt;(words &amp;amp; music by wayne thompson-mark james-johnny christopher)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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	<title>Rec po rec...</title>
	<link>https://www.mycity.rs/Blog/Rec-po-rec.html</link>
	<guid>https://www.mycity.rs/?p=445246</guid>
	<author>nobody@mycity.rs (MyLada)</author>
	<description>Znate onu igru &amp;quot;sastavimo pricu&amp;quot;. 
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Evo, ja cu da pocnem, pa da vidimo kakvu cemo pricu zajedno sastaviti:
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Jutros sam...</description>
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	<title>The Dream Of The Dolphin</title>
	<link>https://www.mycity.rs/Blog/The-Dream-Of-The-Dolphin.html</link>
	<guid>https://www.mycity.rs/?p=416373</guid>
	<author>nobody@mycity.rs (MyLada)</author>
	<description>The Dream Of The Dolphin
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In every colour there's the light.
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In every stone sleeps a crystal.
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Remember the Shaman, when he used to say:
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&amp;quot;Man is the dream of the dolphin&amp;quot;.
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	<title>ABBA</title>
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	<author>nobody@mycity.rs (MyLada)</author>
	<description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 24px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;ABBA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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Origin	Stockholm, Sweden	
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Genres	Europop
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Pop
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Rock'n'Roll	
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Biggest Hits	Dancing Queen, 1976; Fernando, 1976	
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Past members	Benny Andersson
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Agnetha Fältskog
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Anni-Frid &amp;quot;Frida&amp;quot; Lyngstad
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ABBA (1972–1982) were a Swedish pop music group characterised by a generally uplifting but melancholic sound.
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ABBA are the most successful act ever to come out of Scandinavia, and rank among the top acts in the history of popular music. The quartet topped worldwide charts from the mid-1970s to the early 1980s. They remain a fixture of radio playlists and continue to sell many albums. The group have sold &amp;quot;more than 350 million records, all but one being self-penned.&amp;quot; 
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They were the first act from the European continent to enjoy consistent success in the charts of the anglophonic world (the United Kingdom, the United States, Australia, and New Zealand), and their enormous popularity subsequently opened the doors for many other European acts. They introduced Swedish music into the international mainstream, and have done much to establish pure pop as an equal among more &amp;quot;hip&amp;quot; music genres.
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Fernando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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Can you hear the drums Fernando? 
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I remember long ago another starry night like this
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In the firelight Fernando
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You were humming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar
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I could hear the distant drums
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And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
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They were closer now Fernando
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Every hour every minute seemed to last eternally
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I was so afraid Fernando
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We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die
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And Im not ashamed to say
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The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry
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There was something in the air that night
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The stars were bright, Fernando
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They were shining there for you and me
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For liberty, Fernando
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Though I never thought that we could lose
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Theres no regret
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If I had to do the same again
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I would, my friend, Fernando
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Now were old and grey Fernando
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And since many years I havent seen a rifle in your hand
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Can you hear the drums Fernando? 
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Do you still recall the frightful night we crossed the Rio Grande? 
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I can see it in your eyes
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How proud you were to fight for freedom in this land
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There was something in the air that night
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The stars were bright, Fernando
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They were shining there for you and me
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For liberty, Fernando
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Though I never thought that we could lose
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Theres no regret
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If I had to do the same again
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I would, my friend, Fernando
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There was something in the air that night
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The stars were bright, Fernando
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They were shining there for you and me
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For liberty, Fernando
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Though I never thought that we could lose
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Theres no regret
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If I had to do the same again
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I would, my friend, Fernando
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Yes, if I had to do the same again
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I would, my friend, Fernando...
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Waterloo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
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My my, at Waterloo Napoleon did surrender
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Oh yeah, and I have met my destiny in quite a similar way
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The history book on the shelf
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Is always repeating itself
&lt;br /&gt;

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Waterloo - I was defeated, you won the war
&lt;br /&gt;
Waterloo - promise to love you for ever more
&lt;br /&gt;
Waterloo - couldn’t escape if I wanted to
&lt;br /&gt;
Waterloo - knowing my fate is to be with you
&lt;br /&gt;
Waterloo - finally facing my Waterloo
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&lt;br /&gt;
My my, I tried to hold you back but you were stronger
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh yeah, and now it seems my only chance is giving up the fight
&lt;br /&gt;
And how could I ever refuse
&lt;br /&gt;
I feel like I win when I lose
&lt;br /&gt;

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Waterloo - I was defeated, you won the war
&lt;br /&gt;
Waterloo - promise to love you for ever more
&lt;br /&gt;
Waterloo - couldn’t escape if I wanted to
&lt;br /&gt;
Waterloo - knowing my fate is to be with you
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&lt;br /&gt;
And how could I ever refuse
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I feel like I win when I lose
&lt;br /&gt;

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Waterloo - I was defeated, you won the war
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Waterloo - promise to love you for ever more
&lt;br /&gt;
Waterloo - couldn’t escape if I wanted to
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Waterloo - knowing my fate is to be with you
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Waterloo - finally facing my Waterloo
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic&quot;&gt;Dancing Qeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life 
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See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen 
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Friday night and the lights are low 
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Looking out for the place to go 
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Where they play the right music, getting in the swing 
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You come in to look for a king 
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Anybody could be that guy 
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Night is young and the music's high 
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With a bit of rock music, everything is fine 
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You're in the mood for a dance 
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And when you get the chance... 
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You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen 
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Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tambourine 
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You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life 
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See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen 
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You're a teaser, you turn 'em on 
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Leave them burning and then you're gone 
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Looking out for another, anyone will do 
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You're in the mood for a dance 
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And when you get the chance... 
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You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen 
&lt;br /&gt;
Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tambourine 
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You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life 
&lt;br /&gt;
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen
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********
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic&quot;&gt;The Name Of The Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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Ive seen you twice, in a short time
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Only a week since we started
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It seems to me, for every time
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Im getting more open-hearted
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I was an impossible case
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No-one ever could reach me
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But I think I can see in your face
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Theres a lot you can teach me
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So I wanna know......
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Whats the name of the game? 
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Does it mean anything to you? 
&lt;br /&gt;
Whats the name of the game? 
&lt;br /&gt;
Can you feel it the way I do? 
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Tell me please, cause I have to know
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Im a bashful child, beginning to grow
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And you make me talk
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And you make me feel
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And you make me show
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What Im trying to conceal
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If I trust in you, would you let me down? 
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Would you laugh at me, if I said I care for you? 
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Could you feel the same way too? 
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I wanna know......
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&lt;br /&gt;
The name of the game
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I have no friends, no-one to see
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And I am never invited
&lt;br /&gt;
Now I am here, talking to you
&lt;br /&gt;
No wonder I get excited
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
Your smile, and the sound of your voice
&lt;br /&gt;
And the way you see through me
&lt;br /&gt;
Got a feeling, you give me no choice
&lt;br /&gt;
But it means a lot to me
&lt;br /&gt;
So I wanna know......
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
Whats the name of the game? 
&lt;br /&gt;
(your smile and the sound of your voice)
&lt;br /&gt;
Does it mean anything to you? 
&lt;br /&gt;
(got a feeling you give me no choice)
&lt;br /&gt;
(but it means a lot)
&lt;br /&gt;
Whats the name of the game? 
&lt;br /&gt;
(your smile and the sound of your voice)
&lt;br /&gt;
Can you feel it the way I do? 
&lt;br /&gt;
Tell me please, cause I have to know
&lt;br /&gt;
Im a bashful child, beginning to grow
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
And you make me talk
&lt;br /&gt;
And you make me feel
&lt;br /&gt;
And you make me show
&lt;br /&gt;
What Im trying to conceal
&lt;br /&gt;
If I trust in you, would you let me down? 
&lt;br /&gt;
Would you laugh at me, if I said I care for you? 
&lt;br /&gt;
Could you feel the same way too? 
&lt;br /&gt;
I wanna know......
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh yes I wanna know......
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
The name of the game
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(I was an impossible case)
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Does it mean anything to you? 
&lt;br /&gt;
(but I think I can see in your face)
&lt;br /&gt;
(that it means a lot)
&lt;br /&gt;
Whats the name of the game? 
&lt;br /&gt;
(your smile and the sound of your voice)
&lt;br /&gt;
Can you feel it the way I do? 
&lt;br /&gt;
(got a feeling you give me no choice)
&lt;br /&gt;
(but it means a lot)
&lt;br /&gt;
Whats the name of the game? 
&lt;br /&gt;
(I was an impossible case)
&lt;br /&gt;
Does it mean anything to you? 
&lt;br /&gt;
(but I think I can see in your face)
&lt;br /&gt;
(that it means a lot)
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	<title>Meni nocas pasu stvari lagane...</title>
	<link>https://www.mycity.rs/Blog/Meni-nocas-pasu-stvari-lagane.html</link>
	<guid>https://www.mycity.rs/?p=343726</guid>
	<author>nobody@mycity.rs (MyLada)</author>
	<description>&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic&quot;&gt;Oba oka sklopi dobri anđele 
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To što noćas šutim nije zbog tebe 
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Ti bi nešto brzo da te podigne 
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A meni noćas pašu stvari lagane 
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A meni noćas pašu stvari lagane 
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Oba oka sklopi dobri anđele 
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Nek oproste mi tvoje dječje godine 
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Ti bi nešto vruće da te zagrije 
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A meni noćas pašu stvari lagane 
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A meni noćas pašu stvari lagane 
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Neke tuge nikad se ne prebole 
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Ubit će me zbog nje stvari lagane 
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Ubit će me zbog nje stvari lagane
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I Can't Stop Loving You 
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I've made up my mind 
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To live in memory of the lonesome times 
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I can't stop wanting you 
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It's useless to say 
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So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday 
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Dreams of yesterday 
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Those happy hours that we once knew 
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Tho' long ago, they still make me blue 
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They say that time heals a broken heart 
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But time has stood still since we've been apart 
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I can't stop loving you 
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I've made up my mind 
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To live in memories of the lonesome times 
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I can't stop wanting you 
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It's useless to say 
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So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday 
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Those happy hours 
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Those happy hours 
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That we once knew 
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That we once knew 
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Tho' long ago 
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Tho' long ago 
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Still make me blue 
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Still ma-a-a-ake me blue 
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They say that time 
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They say that time 
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Heals a broken heart 
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Heals a broken heart 
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But time has stood still 
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Time has stood stil 
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l Since we've been apart 
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Since we've been apart 
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I can't stop loving you 
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I said I made up my mind 
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To live in memory of the lonesome times 
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I can't stop wanting you 
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It's useless to say 
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So I'll just live my life of dreams of yesterday 
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Of yesterday 
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I'm Alive 
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Mmm mmm mmm 
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I get wings to fly 
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Ooohhh im alive 
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When you call on me 
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When i hear you breathe 
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I get wings to fly 
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I feel that im alive 
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When you look at me 
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I can touch the sky 
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I know that im alive 
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When you bless the day 
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I just drift away 
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All my worries die 
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Im glad that im alive 
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You set my heart on fire 
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Fill me with love 
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Made me women 
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I got your back 
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I couldnt get much higher 
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My spirit takes flight 
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Cause im alive 
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When you call on me (when you call on me) 
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When i hear you breathe (when i hear you breathe) 
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I get wings to fly (fly) 
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I feel that im alive (i am alive) 
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When you reach for me (when you reach for me) 
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Raising spirits high 
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God knows that 
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That ill be the one 
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Standing by 
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Through good and trying times 
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And its only begun 
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I cant wait for the rest of my life 
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When you call on me (when you call on me) 
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When you reach for me (when your reach for me) 
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I get wings to fly 
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I feel that 
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When you bless the day (when you bless you bless the day) 
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I just drift away (i just drift away) 
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All my worries die 
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I know that im alive 
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I get wings to fly 
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God knows that im alive &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: darkred&quot;&gt;
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She 
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May be the face I can't forget 
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A trace of pleasure or regret 
&lt;br /&gt;
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay 
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She may be the song that summer sings 
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May be the chill that autumn brings 
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May be a hundred different things 
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Within the measure of a day. 
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She 
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May be the beauty or the beast 
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May be the famine or the feast 
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May turn each day into a heaven or a hell 
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She may be the mirror of my dreams 
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A smile reflected in a stream 
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She may not be what she may seem 
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Inside her shell 
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She 
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Who always seems so happy in a crowd 
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Whose eyes can be so private and so proud 
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No one's allowed to see them when they cry 
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She may be the love that cannot hope to last 
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May come to me from shadows of the past 
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That I'll remember till the day I die 
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She 
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May be the reason I survive 
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The why and wherefore I'm alive 
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The one I'll care for through the rough and ready years 
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Me I'll take her laughter and her tears 
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And make them all my souvenirs 
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For where she goes I've got to be 
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The meaning of my life is 
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She, she, she&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue&quot;&gt;Sailing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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     &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic&quot;&gt;  I am sailing, I am sailing, 
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       Home again 'cross the sea.
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     I am sailing, stormy waters,
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     To be near you, to be free.
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           I am flying, I am flying,
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         Like a bird 'cross the sky.
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 I am flying, passing high clouds,
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         To be with you, to be free.
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Can you hear me, can you hear me
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         Thro' the dark night, far away,
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                   I am dying, forever trying,
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                 To be with you, who can say.
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 Can you hear me, can you hear me,
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         Thro' the dark night far away.
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                   I am dying, forever trying,
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                             To be with you, who can say.
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We are sailing, we are sailing,
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Home again 'cross the sea.
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We are sailing stormy waters,
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To be near you, to be free.
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 Oh Lord, to be near you,
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                                                     To be free.
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 Oh Lord, to be near you,
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                                                     To be free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: indigo&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Time To Say Goodbay &lt;/span&gt;
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Quando sono sola 
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sogno all'orizzonte 
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e mancan le parole, 
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si lo so che non c'&amp;#232; luce 
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in una stanza quando manca il sole, 
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se non ci sei tu con me, con me. 
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Su le finestre 
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mostra a tutti il mio cuore 
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che hai accesso, 
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chiudi dentro me 
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la luce che 
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hai incontrato per strada. 
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Time to say goodbye. -- Con te partir&amp;#242;. 
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Paesi che non ho mai 
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veduto e vissuto con te, 
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adesso s&amp;#236; li vivr&amp;#242;. 
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Con te partir&amp;#242; 
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su navi per mari 
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che, io lo so, 
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no, no, non esistono pi&amp;#249;, 
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it's time to say goodbye. -- con te io li vivr&amp;#242;. 
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Quando sei lontana 
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sogno all'orizzonte 
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e mancan le parole, 
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e io si lo so 
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che sei con me, con me, 
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tu mia luna tu sei qui con me, 
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mio sole tu sei qui con me, 
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con me, con me, con me. 
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Time to say goodbye. -- Con te partir&amp;#242;. 
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Paesi che non ho mai 
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veduto e vissuto con te, 
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adesso s&amp;#236; li vivr&amp;#242;. 
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Con te partir&amp;#242; 
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su navi per mari 
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che, io lo so, 
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no, no, non esistono pi&amp;#249;, 
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con te io li rivivr&amp;#242;. 
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Con te partir&amp;#242; 
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su navi per mari 
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che, io lo so, 
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no, no, non esistono pi&amp;#249;, 
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con te io li rivivr&amp;#242;. 
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Con te partir&amp;#242; 
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Io con te.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: indigo&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Treba znati &lt;/span&gt;
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Smesiti se dalje, treba znati.
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Kada je najbolje ustati od stola,
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Kada pred nama stoje samo prazni sati,
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U tome zivotu glupome do bola.
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Trebalo bi znati, ma koliko stoji,
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Sacuvati ponos, onaj sto preosta,
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I uprkos svemu, prijatelji moji,
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Zauvek otici, znati kad je dosta!
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Pred sudbinom svojom koja ti sve uze,
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Kad vec nista nemas, kada sve si dao,
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Trebalo bi znati skriti svoje suze.
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Zato treba znati napustiti sto
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Kad je ljubav tvoja davno pojedena,
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Ravnodusna lica sakriti svoj bol,
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I otici zauvek, tiho kao sena.
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I usnama treba reci da se smeju,
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Iza maske jada, i stisnuti zube.
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A krikovi mrznje u tebi da gnjiju,
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Te poslednje reci, onih koji ljube.
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Treba znati miran otici na kraju,
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Ucutkati srce sto vec umrlo je,
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sacuvati obraz, dok jos nije pao.
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Trebalo je znati..al suvise voleh te
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Duso moja, ja to nisam znao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: red&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Can't Take My Eyes Off You &lt;/span&gt;
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You're just too good to be true
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I can't take my eyes off you
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You feel like heaven to touch
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I wanna hold you so much
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At last love has arrived
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And I thank God I'm alive
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You're just too good to be true
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I can't take my eyes off you
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Pardon the way that I stare
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There's nothing else to compare
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The sight of you leaves me weak
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There are no words left to speak
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So darling feel like I feel
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And I don't have to know if it's real
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You're just too good to be true
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I can't take my eyes off you
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I love you baby
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And if it's quite all right
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I need you baby to warm a lonely night
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I love you baby
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Trust in me when I say
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Oh pretty baby
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Don't bring me down, I pray
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Oh pretty baby
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Now that I've found this day
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So let me love you baby
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Let me love you
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You're just too good to be true
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I can't take my eyes off you
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You feel like heaven to touch
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I wanna hold you so much
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At last love has arrived
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And I thank God I'm alive
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You're just too good to be true
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I can't take my eyes off you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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 &lt;span style=&quot;color: blue&quot;&gt;         &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt; Niciji i svaciji&lt;/span&gt;
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Dan je ostao bez kremena, tinja svitanje
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I zov je ptičiji, drugačiji
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Sa one strane vremena, staro pitanje
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Dal' sam ničiji il' svačiji
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San je kao lađa ukleta, tamom nošena
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Preko prevoja i planina
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K'o mirnu luku ugledam
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Polja košena, krune šeboja i malina
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Da, opet sam snio košute
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Sedefne vode i jablana red
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O da, mjesec u mijeni požude
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I poljubac njen, k'o bagremov med
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Dlan je kao mapa lutanja, srce skitnice
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Traga čitav vijek, za čudima
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Kad zapadnem u ćutanja
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Talas žitnice nosim kao lijek
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U grudima
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Bježi kišo s prozora&lt;/span&gt;
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Pada kiša napolju
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Kaplje mi po prozoru
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A ja sama kod kuće
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Sjedim plačem tugujem
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Ne znam šta ću od sebe
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Bježi kišo s prozora
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Da te nije sad bi ja
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Svoga dragog ljubila
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Bježi kišo s prozora
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Da te nije sad bi ja
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Svoga dragog ljubila
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Kiša joj govorila
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Kiša joj govorila
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Sjedi curo kod kuće
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Jer on nije za tebe
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On je sada kod druge
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Sjedi curo kod kuće
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Jer on nije za tebe
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On je sada kod druge
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Ti si kišo lažljiva
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Ti si kišo lažljiva
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Mene dragi ne vara
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Ja sam njemu najdraža
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Bježi kišo s prozora
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Mene dragi ne vara
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Ja sam njemu najdraža
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Bježi kišo s prozora&lt;/span&gt;
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     Da te zelim kao oni,
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     da volim te ja.
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     koje saptali smo mi,
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     smo se zakleli mi.
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     Tvoje usne i tvoj pogled,
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     Tad govorili su meni,
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     da volim te ja.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: darkred&quot;&gt;Dodji, zaboravi, nudim ti noci carobne, 
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Ispred mog prozora drvo divljeg kestenja, 
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puno plodova koje nitko ne treba. 
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Andjeli nek' te cuvaju kada vrijeme oboli, 
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da li covjek sve bas sve na kraju preboli. 
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Zaspao bih sada ja na tvojim rukama, 
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budio se ne bih nikada, 
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neka vrijeme sada broji svoje godine, 
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meni je vec dosta cekanja. 
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Dodji, zaboravi, nudim ti noci carobne, 
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Dodji i ostani, nudim ti suze k'o bisere, 
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Ja i Ti&lt;/span&gt;
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od tvoje ljubavi zazvucim poput orgulja
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a dodir tvoje ruke otkriva moje tajne
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moje izmuceno bice nalik je na harfu
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zajeca svaki put kad dotaknes njezine strune
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nas je karavan krenuo iz nistavila , noseci ljubav
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vino sjedinjenja vecno osvetljava nasu noc
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tim vinom sto nije zabranjeno , jer ga dopusta vera ljubavi
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vlazit cemo usne sve do poslednje zore
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pojavljujemo se i skrivamo, ti u meni , ja u tebi,
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: darkblue&quot;&gt;Zaboravio sam jutros pesmu jednu ja, 
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Pesmu jednu u snu što sam svu noć slušao; 
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Da je čujem uzalud sam danas kušao; 
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Kao da je pesma bila sreća moja sva. 
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Zaboravio sam jutros pesmu jednu ja. 
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U snu svome nisam znao za buđenja moć, 
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I da zemlji treba sunca, jutra i zore; 
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Da u danu gube zvezde bele odore; 
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Bledi mesec da se kreće u umrlu noć. 
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U snu svome nisam znao za buđenja moć. 
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Ja sad jedva mogu znati da imadoh san, 
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I u njemu oči neke, nebo nečije, 
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Neko lice, ne znam kakvo, možda dečije, 
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Staru pesmu, stare zvezde, neki stari dan. 
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Ja sad jedva mogu znati da imadoh san. 
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Ne sećam se ničeg više, ni očiju tih: 
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Kao da je san mi ceo bio od pene, 
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Il' te oči da su moja duša van mene; 
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Ni arije, ni sveg drugog, štoja noćas snih; 
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Ne sećam ,se ničeg više, ni očiju tih. 
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Ja sad slutim za te oči, da su baš one 
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što me čudno po životu vode i gone; 
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U snu dođu da me vide, šta li radim sam . . . 
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Ali slutim, a slutiti još jedino znam: 
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U snu vidim, ali ne znam što ne vidim sad. 
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Njenu glavu s krunom kose i u kosi cvet. 
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Ne znam mesto na kom živi ili počiva; 
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Ne znam zašto nju i san mi java pokriva; 
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Možda spava, i grob tužno neguje joj stas. 
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Ja sad nemam svoju dragu, i njen ne znam glas. 
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Možda spava sa očima izvan svakog zla, 
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Izvan stvari, iluzija, izvan, života, 
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I s njom spava, neviđena, njena lepota; 
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Možda živi i doći će posle ovog sna. 
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Možda spava sa očima izvan svakog zla.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: darkred&quot;&gt;Strumming my pain with his fingers
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Singing my life with his words
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Killing me softly with his song
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Killing me softly with his song
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Telling my life with his words
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Killing me softly with his song
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I heard he sang a good song
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I heard he had a style
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And so I came to see him to listen for awhile
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And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
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Strumming my pain with his fingers
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Singing my life with his words
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Killing me softly with his song
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Killing me softly with his song
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Telling my life with his words
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Killing me softly with his song 
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I felt all flushed with fever 
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Embarrassed by the crowd
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I felt he found my letters and read each out loud
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I prayed that he would finish But he just kept right on 
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Strumming my pain with his fingers
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Singing my life with his words
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Killing me softly with his song
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Killing me softly with his song
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Telling my life with his words
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Killing me softly with his song 
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He sang as if he knew me 
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In all my dark despair
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And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there
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And he just kept on singing
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Singing clear and strong 
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Strumming my pain with his fingers
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Singing my life with his words
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Killing me softly with his song
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Killing me softly with his song
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Telling my life with his words
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Killing me softly with his song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: darkred&quot;&gt;Crying Time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: darkblue&quot;&gt;Oh it’s crying time again 
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You’re gonna leave me 
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I can see that faraway look in your eyes 
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I can tell by the way you hold me, darling 
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That it won’t be long 
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Before it’s crying time 
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Oh they say that absence makes 
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The heart grow fonder 
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(fonder) 
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And that tears are on their way 
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To make love grow 
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(grow) 
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Well, my love for you could never, 
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Never, never, never grow no stronger 
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(stronger) 
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If I live to be a hundred, 
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And I say a hundred years old 
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Oh you say that you’ve found someone 
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You love better 
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That’s the way it’s happened 
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Every time before 
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(before) 
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And as sure as the sun comes out tomorrow 
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(tomorrow) 
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Crying time will start 
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When you walk out 
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When you walk out my door 
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Oh it’s crying time again 
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You’re gonna leave me 
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(I can feel it now) 
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I can see that faraway look in your eyes 
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(I can feel it now) 
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(I can see it baby in your eyes) 
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I can tell by way you hold me, darling 
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That it won’t be long before it’s crying time 
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No it won’t be long before it’s crying time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: darkblue&quot;&gt;My Way 
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And now, the end is near;
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And so I face the final curtain.
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My friend, I’ll say it clear,
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I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain.
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I’ve lived a life that’s full.
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I’ve traveled each and ev’ry highway;
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And more, much more than this,
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I did it my way.
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Regrets, I’ve had a few;
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But then again, too few to mention.
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I did what I had to do
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And saw it through without exemption.
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I planned each charted course;
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Each careful step along the byway,
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But more, much more than this,
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I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew 
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When I bit off more than I could chew.
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But through it all, when there was doubt,
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I ate it up and spit it out.
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I faced it all and I stood tall;
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And did it my way.
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I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried.
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I’ve had my fill; my share of losing.
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And now, as tears subside,
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I find it all so amusing.
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To think I did all that;
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And may I say - not in a shy way,
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No, oh no not me,
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I did it my way.
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For what is a man, what has he got? 
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If not himself, then he has not
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To say the words he truly feels;
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And not the words of one who kneels.
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The record shows I took the blows -
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And did it my way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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