umesto stihova....
AjNidHelpBeJbe.....
ja sam kao ostavljena zena dosla samo da ti spamujem temu
Krek, krek.. Ne gudra
Lepo kad se otimaju o tebe, ali ja neću kao čirlidersica da gledam sa strane, da ništa ne razumem šta se dešava na terenu, a da ipak sevam dupetom i kićankamaOvako: znam ja da sam te ostavio, žapče moje, ali ne budi toliki Frojd da odmah iz toga zaključuješ da ću ostaviti i sledeću. Ova me prilepila za sebe lepkom za muve (mada, znam, ja sam goMno, ne mora niko da dobacuje tamo iz 4. reda)... Ma šta za muve... Muvanja jes bilo, ali što se lepka tiče, ovaj je isključivo od vrste superlepak - podvrsta lepibelemeđedeinemožešrazlepitinimeteoromkojićeiza zvatinovoledenodoba. Tako da od mene možeš dobiti samo kahvu, gorku, loš savet i LP Led Zeppelina - drag mi jeste, ali, za sve ono što si trpela od mene, neka ti vrišti Plant i podseća te na mene
Ja volim samo zrNce, uprkos svetskoj ekonomskoj krizi, đubretu po ulicama grada Tunisa, bolesti Fidela Kastra i Trećem Njutnovom zakonu. Eto.
Za eventualne nejasnoće u mom izlaganju, obratite se na moju kancelariju. Adresa: krene se iz Smedereva, pređe se most, pa jedna velika zgrada gde žive veseli ljudoviMoj prozor ima lepe, bele rešetke, a zidovi su mi tapacirani, jer ja sam im, kažu, poseban... posebno drag, valjda, tako sam ih razumeo.
Adio.
P. S. Većeg kenjanja nije bilo još od kada je sipano par hiljada tona ricinusa u bazene gradskog vodovoda Meksiko Sitija
"All I got is a red guitar, three chords, and the truth."
bazarow..
baki.pokusaj malo ziwjeti realno..malisha
Pokušavam, bato, ali ne ide. Život mi se neprestano u bajku pretvara. Uvek su tu princeze na zrNu graška (princeza i zrNo mu, doduše, u mojoj verziji, dođu isto), žabe i maloumni, najmlađi kraljević... Ljubim te, srećice moja
"All I got is a red guitar, three chords, and the truth."
eto mene pre reklama.....
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Poruku je izmenio zrNce, 20.12.2008 u 23:27
(In Napoli where love is King)
(When boy meets girl)
(Here's what they say)
When the moon hits your eye
Like a big-a pizza pie
That's amore
When the world seems to shine
Like you've had too much wine
That's amore
Bells'll ring
Ting-a-ling-a-ling
Ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing "Vita bella"
Hearts'll play
Tippi-tippi-tay
Tippi-tippi-tay
Like a gay tarantella
When the stars make you drool
Joost-a like pasta fazool
That's amore
When you dance down the street
With a cloud at your feet, you're in love
When you walk in a dream
But you know you're not dreamin', signore
'Scusami, but you see
Back in old Napoli, that's amore
(When the moon hits your eye)
(Like a big-a pizza pie, that's amore)
That's amore
(When the world seems to shine
(Like you've had too much wine, that's amore)
That's amore
(Bells will ring)
(Ting-a-ling-a-ling)
(ting-a-ling-a-ling)
(And you'll sing "Vita bella")
(Vita bell-vita bella)
(Hearts will play)
(Tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay)
(Like a gay tarantella)
Lucky fella
When the stars make you drool just like pasta fazool
That's amore (that's amore)
When you dance down the street
With a cloud at your feet, you're in love
When you walk in a dream
But you know you're not dreaming, signore
'Scusami, but you see
Back in old Napoli, that's amore
I waited 'til I saw the sun
I don't know why I didn't come
I left you by the house of fun
I don't know why I didn't come
I don't know why I didn't come
When I saw the break of day
I wished that I could fly away
Instead of kneeling in the sand
Catching teardrops in my hand
My heart is drenched in wine
But you'll be on my mind
Forever
Out across the endless sea
I would die in ecstasy
But I'll be a bag of bones
Driving down the road along
My heart is drenched in wine
But you'll be on my mind
Forever
Something has to make you run
I don't know why I didn't come
I feel as empty as a drum
I don't know why I didn't come
I don't know why I didn't come
I don't know why I didn't come
E, kakva su vremena došla da svaTko može na temu da mi uđe...
Izvolite, šta pijete? Vodu služimo samo ako njome mislite da se umijete
Ne, nećemo vam pljunuti u vinceko ako ga naručite... nije to pljuca, to je buke
"All I got is a red guitar, three chords, and the truth."
ovo svakako ne obecava pocetak jednog divnog prijateljstva....
okej...sam si trazio...
Ploviti se mora i bez broda ..
Kućne ljubimce, nasmejana lica i zdrav stav zabranjeno unositi na ovu temu. Nije ti ovo obična tema, da možeš da radiš šta ti se prohte. A vidim da si i prljavi kapitalista ultradesne orijentacije...pa bi tom desnicom mogla da uhvatiš kvaku... s druge strane vrata ove teme
"All I got is a red guitar, three chords, and the truth."
Is it a sin, is it a crime
Loving you, dear, like I do?
If it's a crime, then I'm guilty
Guilty of loving you
Maybe I'm wrong
Dreaming of you
Dreaming the lonely night through
If it's a crime, then I'm guilty
Guilty of dreaming of you
What can I do
What can I say
After I've taken the blame?
You say you're through
You'll go your way
But I'll always feel just the same
Maybe I'm right
Maybe I'm wrong
Loving you, dear, like I do
If it's a crime, then I'm guilty
Guilty of loving you
Citat
