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15.8.2008

    I u vrelini leta, kada secanja zaplove, noci bivaju hladne. U samoci.

 
 
Jesus to a child
George Michael
 
Kindness in your eyes
I guess you heard me cry
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child

I'm blessed, I know
Heaven sent and heaven stole
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child

And what have I learned
From all this pain?
I thought I'd never feel the same
About anyone
Or anything again

But now I know
When you find love
When you know that it exists
Then the lover that you miss
Will come to you
On those cold, cold nights

When you've been loved
When you know it holds such bliss
Then the lover that you kissed
Will comfort you
When there's no hope in sight

Sadness in your eyes
No one guessed, or no one tried
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child

Loveless and cold
With your last breath you saved my soul
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child

And what have I learned
From all these tears
I've waited for you all those years
And just when it began
He took your love away
But I still say

When you find love
When you know that it exists
Then the lover that you miss
Will come to you
On those cold, cold nights

When you've been loved
When you know it holds such bliss
Then the lover that you kissed
Will comfort you
When there's no hope in sight

So the words you could not say
I'll sing them for you
And the love we would have made
I'll make it for two
For every single memory
Has become a part of me

You will always be
My love

Well, I've been loved
So I know just what love is
And the lover that I kissed
Is always by my side

Oh the lover I still miss
Was Jesus to a child
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6.6.2008

    Kad razum progovori, srce pocinje da jeca.

    Ne mogu vise da izdrzim. Moram da izbacim iz sebe pa makar i ovako. 

   Sve znam, sve mi je jasno, sve sam sebi nacrtala. Ali dzabe. Preko dana i nekako ali sa sumrakom... Kao da neke nevidljive sile blokiraju svaku drugu misao i pocinjem da mislim na njega i o njemu.  

    Gde mi je sada onaj inat kojim sam ranije lecila ovakve boljke? Zasto nisam placljivica pa da prolijem sve odjednom i za sva vremena? Ovako se samo gusim. Sputavam.

   Tesko je srcu objasniti da vas je neko pomerio sa prvog mesta.

  

 

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25.5.2008
...Krila od olova...
...teska za let...
...kao okovi...
...ni od zemlje odskociti...
...ni prepreku preskociti...
...za slamku se hvatati...
...od Sunca se sklanjati...
...u tisinu se zatvoriti...
 
...Na krilima maste...
...kroz ceo svet...
...u necije srce zaci...
...skloniste naci...
...po povrsini vode hodati...
...dodirom prepoznati...
...cutanjem saznati...
...tajne podeliti...
 
...Ali krila od olova...
...i za mastu su teska...
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16.5.2008

    "Ako na kraju nemas nista bolje da mi kazes od pustih fraza, potrazi spas u cutanju."

    Ucutao je.

 

 

 

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14.5.2008
    Emocije se ne mogu kontrolisati ali postupci mogu. Zasto onda stalno gresim?
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12.5.2008
    Da, bas tako:
"Zivot je more
pucina crna
po kojoj tonu
mnogi sto brode."
 
    Sta mi je blog?
    Skloniste. Mesto za (ne)raspolozenje.
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