Nisam mogla odolit...

Claire · 21.12.2002., 21:17

... novom Kejvu...

come in, babe
across these purple fields
the sun has sunk behind you
across these purple fields
that idiot-boy in the corner
is speaking deviated truths
come on, admit it, babe
it’s a wonderful life
if you can find it
it’s a wonderful life that you bring
oh it’s a wonderful thing

speak our secret into your hands
and hold it in between
plunge your hands into the water
and drown it in the sea
there will be nothing between us, baby
but the air that we breathe
don’t cry
it’s a wonderful, wonderful life
if you can find it
it’s a wonderful life that you bring
it’s a wonderful, wonderful thing

we can build our dungeons in the air
and sit and cry the blues
we can stomp across this world
with nails hammered through our shoes
we can join that troubled chorus
who criticise and accuse
it don’t matter much
we got nothing much to lose
but this wonderful life
if you can find it
and when you find it
it’s a wonderful life that you bring
it’s a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful thing

sometimes our secrets are all we’ve got
with our lives we must defend
sometimes the air between us, babe
is unbearably thin
sometimes it’s wise to lay down your gloves
and just give in
come in, come in
to this wonderful life
if you can find it
and if you find it
it’s a wonderful life that you bring
it’s a wonderful, wonderful thing
it’s a wonderful life

yebi ga... uvik pogodi tamo di sam najtanja...

Black Hawk Down · 21.12.2002., 21:21

ja san ti slab s engleskin, moš mi to prevest
plaese ...

illegale · 21.12.2002., 21:26

ja znam engleski, ali imam disleksiju

magic_tree · 21.12.2002., 21:31

Pa da. Gađa. Ovak il onak

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GothicA · 21.12.2002., 23:22

A di je Jana?

21.12.2002., 23:48

nisan ni mislija da će dugo izdržat ...

Crow Jane · 22.12.2002., 12:32

Novi Cave je zakon!

~ grand masteru

Moj favorit:

The cops are hanging around the house
The cars outside look like they’ve got the blues
The moon don’t know if it’s day or night
Everybody’s creeping around with plastic covers on their shoes
You’re making coffee for everyone concerned
Someone points to this and someone points to that
Everyone is saying that you should lie down
But you ain’t having none of that
And I say to the sleepy summer rain
With a complete absence of pain
You might think I’m crazy
But I’m still in love with you

Hide your eyes, hide your tears,
Hide your face, my love
Hide your ribbons, hide your bows
Hide your coloured cotton gloves
Hide your trinkets, hide your treasures
Hide your neatly scissored locks
Hide your memories, hide them all
Stuff them in a cardboard box
Or throw them into the street below
Leave them to the wind and the rain and the snow
For you might think I’m crazy
But I’m still in love with you

Call me up, baby, and I will answer your call
Call me up but remember I am no use to you at all

Now, you’re standing at the top of the stairs
One hand on the banister, a flower in your hair
The other one resting on your hip
Without a solitary care
I fall to sleep in the summer rain
With no single memory of pain
And you might think I’m crazy
But I’m still in love with you

Mrežni · 02.01.2003., 13:43

lutam... bespućima foruma... i čituckam ... i nemogu se nadiviti... koliko shita... (svi mi skupa) ... pa pobogu kako netko tko zeli biti veseo i nasmijan... moze slusati tog zombija i reci nakon toga da je veseo.... bljak

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