Riblje misli

srijeda, 20.01.2010.

Yann Tiersen 2002 remek djelo

It's hard,
hard, not to sit on your hands,
burrow your head in the sand,
hard, not to make other plans
and claim that you've done all you can,
all alone
and life
must go on.

It's hard,
hard, to stand up for what's right
and bring home the bacon each night,
hard, not to break down and cry,
when every ideal that you tried
has been wrong.
But you must
carry on.

Ref:
It's hard,
but you know it's worth the fight,
cause you know you've got the truth on your side,
when the accusations fly.
Hold tight!
Don't be afraid of what they'll say.
Who cares what cowards think? Anyway,
They will understand some day,
some day.

It's hard,
hard, when you're here all alone
and everyone else's gone home.
Harder to know right from wrong
when all objectivity's gone
and it's gone.
But you still
carry on.

‘cause you,
you are the only one left
and you've got to clean up this mess.
You know you'll end up like the rest
Bitter and twisted - unless
you stay strong
And you
carry on.

Ref:
It's hard,
but you know it's worth the fight,
cause you know you've got the truth on your side,
when the accusations fly.
Hold tight!
Don't be afraid of what they'll say.
Who cares what cowards think? Anyway,
They will understand some day,
some day.
Se

- 00:32 - Komentari (0) - Isprintaj - #

utorak, 19.01.2010.

za trenutak teskoce

It's been such a funny day
I don't know why
Walking on an endless lane
Life passing me by
Tomorrow is calling
But I'm dragging my feet
The skies are indecently clear
But I can't stand the heat

Sleepwalking in a haze
Stumbling like a child
Dragons that I used to chase
Tease me from inside
The future's uncertain
Just like yesterday
Memories of heaven
Can be taken away

Chorus:
You know, time flies
And the rebels, one day
They all go quiet
Ain't no money, ain't nobody
That can buy you peace of mind

They say you learn from your mistakes
It's a lie
My redemption has been staged
Numerous times
But the angels of passion
Still taunt me, in my sleep
They keep throwing petals and thorns
Underneath my feet

- 03:52 - Komentari (0) - Isprintaj - #

ponedjeljak, 18.01.2010.

hvala dragom poznaniku

ODLAZEĆA PESMA

Kada je prvi put otišla,
Porušile su se za njom ulice, sa snegom.
Sve se zabelesalo, u nepodnošljivoj istosti.
Iza poslednje mrlje različitosti,
Nestale sa njenom crnom čizmom,
I korakom koji remeti damar stada,
Ostale su moje oči da prebiraju po belini,
Koja je nepodvojeno utonuće u ništavilo
I lažni san o čistoti.

Kada je drugi put otišla,
Sasula se sa mene zlatna prašina mirisa,
I otekla, sa Suncem, u kaljava ogledala ulica,
Nad kojima je nebo tužilo za svojim licem,
Plavilom, raskidanim blatnjavim zubima utopljenog grada.
Mirisa, koje sam mekotom gramzivih dlanova
Odnosio sa njenog tela, koje mi ne pripada,
I nikad neće, jer je, tek, bežeći od sebe,
Otpočinula na nepoznatoj zemlji mojih grudi,
I u geografiji otiska svog lica na njima,
Prepoznala posmrtnu masku dotadašnjeg života,
Kojem se mora vratiti kada je pozove
Utrojenom lupom srca, da bdi nad njim
I da mu odlaže poslednji izdah.

Kada je treći put otišla,
Sunce se već odomaćilo u oknima, usiljeno,
Kao da je otrgnuto sa Van Gogovog platna
I batinom uterano u musave izloge i prozore.
U rano proleće, i smrt je prerušena, mada ne uzmiče.
Pod zelenim tepihom je, raširenih ruku, sačekala
Da potonem u nju, kao u naručje žene,
Zbratimljen s travama i bestelesno lak.
Baš s tog je mesta iznikla trešnja,
Čiju je krošnju zauvek sakrio olovni oblak,
A pucad, raspukla, kao crna kiša, padaju po čelima onih
Koji ne vide da je jedino stvarno umiranje –
Gubitak ljubavi.

- 16:02 - Komentari (0) - Isprintaj - #

ponedjeljak, 07.12.2009.

6.12.Sveti Nikola

Rilkean heart, I looked for you to give me transcendent experiences
To transport me out of self and aloneness and alienation
Into a sense of oneness and connection ecstatic and magical
I became a junkie for it
I came looking for the next high

And I'm sorry I've been putting the search on the wrong place
I understand that you're confused, feeling overwhelmed
Well that's a feeling state from then, the reality

With cleaning up my emotional life and getting in touch with myself
I'm beginning to ground myself in my own sense of being as an entity
One entity on the planet,
Becoming truly self reliant
And become connected with something beyond me
That is where I have to go

I'm so sorry I've been putting the search on the wrong place
You're lost and don't know what to do
But that's not all of you
That's your reality today
And that is all okay

I understand that you're confused, feeling overwhelmed
Well that's a feeling state from then, the reality

Rilkean heart

You're lost and don't know what to do
But it's not all of you
That's your reality today
And now it's all okay

I understand that you're confused, feeling overwhelmed
Well that's a feeling state from then, the reality

- 00:11 - Komentari (0) - Isprintaj - #

ponedjeljak, 30.11.2009.

29.11.2009.ispiti i dva rodjendana!

volim vas!
http://www.metrolyrics.com/straight-lines-lyrics-silverchair.html

- 00:46 - Komentari (0) - Isprintaj - #

četvrtak, 27.08.2009.

extra

With a donkey on my shoulder,
And a jackal on my back,
I'll carry these, my children,
Keep them safe from attack

The donkey makes it hard to dance, the jackal sings too loud
The donkey cries when it's alone, and the jackal is too proud

Little donkey is getting restless,
Getting heavier as it grows
And the jackal, spoiled and spiteful,
Keeps biting at my nose

I would have a lover,
A husband, and a child
But the donkey is too jealous,
And the jackal is too wild

It's too wild

You ask me why I keep them,
Why I love them so,
Why they get away with murder,
As they grow and grow and grow, oh

I keep them cos I made them,
They come from in my loins
With each mistake I make
Creative, and torn apart

And when it's time to feed them,
Before they go to bed,
I give them my confessions,
Baked within their bread

Little donkey is getting restless,
Getting heavier as it grows
And the jackal, spoiled and spiteful,
Keeps biting at my nose

Little donkey is getting restless,
Getting heavier as it grows
And the jackal, spoiled and spiteful,
Keeps biting at my nose

- 21:58 - Komentari (0) - Isprintaj - #

subota, 11.07.2009.

Moj Mostar

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n4ZbekKtOV8

- 02:45 - Komentari (0) - Isprintaj - #

petak, 10.07.2009.

osjećam se...puno i zatrpano

I've nothing much to offer
There's nothing much to take
I'm an absolute beginner
And I'm absolutely sane
As long as we're together
The rest can go to hell
I absolutely love you
But we're absolute beginners
With eyes completely open
But nervous all the same

If our love song
Could fly over mountains
Could laugh at the ocean
Just like the films
There's no reason
To feel all the hard times
To lay down the hard lines
It's absolutely true

Nothing much could happen
Nothing we can't shake
Oh we're absolute beginners
With nothing much at stake
As long as you're still smiling
There's nothing more I need
I absolutely love you
But we're absolute beginners
But if my love is your love
We're certain to succeed

If our love song
Could fly over mountains
Sail over heartaches
Just like the films
There's no reason
To feel all the hard times
To lay down the hard lines
It's absolutely true

- 04:01 - Komentari (0) - Isprintaj - #

ponedjeljak, 22.06.2009.

sve kaze sto treba...

omething told me it was over
When I saw you and her talkin'
Something deep down in my soul said, 'Cry, girl'
When I saw you and that girl walkin' around

Whoo, I would rather, I would rather go blind, boy
Then to see you walk away from me, child, no

Whoo, so you see, I love you so much
That I don't wanna watch you leave me, baby
Most of all, I just don't, I just don't wanna be free, no

Whoo, whoo, I was just, I was just, I was just
Sittin here thinkin', of your kiss and your warm embrace, yeah
When the reflection in the glass that I held to my lips now, baby
Revealed the tears that was on my face, yeah

Whoo and baby, baby, I'd rather, I'd rather be blind, boy
Then to see you walk away, see you walk away from me, yeah
Whoo, baby, baby, baby, I'd rather be blind...

- 01:40 - Komentari (0) - Isprintaj - #

dobra scena

neke stvari mi ucine da pozelim umrijeti....ovo je jedna od njih zbog mnogo cega..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IRrBihMJbZo

- 01:38 - Komentari (0) - Isprintaj - #

<< Arhiva >>

Ovaj blog je ustupljen pod Creative Commons licencom Imenovanje-Dijeli pod istim uvjetima.