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16.05.2008.

Slutnja

Idem u susret nekoj nepoznatoj.
Da li je blizu ili je daleko,
Ja ne znam.Ali da ti oči sjaju,
Dosta je znati da te čeka neko.

U strahu za ljubav ispitujem srce:
Što ima za nju? Ima,ima dosta.
Ja joj se smiješim nekud u daljinu:
Dočekaj spremna svoga gosta.


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Na sve spremna budi (Izet Kiko Sarajlić)

Pijana pjesma (Tolji...)
Ove noći mogu napisati i najp'janije stihove.

Napisati, na primjer:"Mirišu lipe.
Vlati trave iz sveg glasa viču 'CARPE DIEM'."

Nebo je uzelo overdose oblaka.

Ove noći mogu napisati najp'janije stihove.
Noćas se liječim od patetike.

U tramvaju plavi mundiri:"Karte na pokaz!"
"Zar ne vidite da povraćam?!"

Fraze broj 8, 14 i 26, poput bijelog štapa,
Sljepački lupkaju za mnom po asfaltu.

Ove noći mogu napisati i najp'janije stihove.
Pred kinom Dioniz prodaje kokice. "Dvije flaše, molim!"
Slika se okreće i asfalt mi se razmazuje po licu.
Duboki uzdah, OM i tantrički sex s ulicom.

A u Vilsonovom, umjesto džankija, zaljubljeni
Na kašičicama tope svoju dozu ljubavi.

Ne, hvala. Ja se skidam s patetike.

Ove noći mogu napisati najp'janije stihove.
Kod Trovača još jedan ritualni masovni suicid.

Amor i Venera traže kandidate za put u tri materine.
"Leteći start"? Sorry, nemam pasoš.

Došlo je do zabune. Neruda je, znate, umro.
Ovo nije ljubavna pjesma.
Noćas pišem najp'janije stihove.
Ciroza jetre? Ma ne! Više ih umire od tuge...

Kavih

As Time Goes By ("Casablanca" soundtrack)
You must remember this
A kiss is just a kiss, a sigh is just a sigh.
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by.

And when two lovers woo
They still say, "I love you."
On that you can rely
No matter what the future brings
As time goes by.

Moonlight and love songs
Never out of date.
Hearts full of passion
Jealousy and hate.
Woman needs man
And man must have his mate
That no one can deny.

It's still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do or die.
The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by.

Oh yes, the world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by.

Paris at night (Jacques Prevert)
Tri šibice upaljene jedna za drugom u noći
Prva da ti vidim lice
Druga da ti vidim oči
Posljednja da ti vidim usta
I čitava tama noći da bih se sjetio svega toga
Stežući te u zagrljaju.

Sunday Morning Coming Down (Johnny Cash)
Well, I woke up Sunday morning
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.

I'd smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and songs I'd been picking.
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playing with a can that he was kicking.
Then I walked across the street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken.
And Lord, it took me back to something that I'd lost
Somewhere, somehow along the way.

On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short a' dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down.

In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughing little girl that he was swinging.
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the songs they were singing.
Then I headed down the street,
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing,
And it echoed through the canyon
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.

On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short a' dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down.



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