Jaz sem obsedena s tem (s to priredbo isto).
Posted 29 January 2014 - 12:21 PM
Jaz sem obsedena s tem (s to priredbo isto).
After all this time?
Always.
Posted 29 January 2014 - 02:19 PM
After all this time?
Always.
Posted 29 January 2014 - 07:01 PM
Ne, ona nima žametnih oči in niti kodrov mehkih kakor svila,
če sneg je bel, ga v njenih nedrih ni in usta bi se od koral ločila.
Sem videl rože bele in rdeče, na njenih licih take ne cveto
in so dišave, ki so bolj dehteče, kot vonj, ki diha njeno ga telo.
Njen glas poslušam rad, četudi vem da zvoki strun prijetneje zvene,
kako boginje hodijo ne vem; ko ona hodi, stopa kot ljudje.
Pa vendar se mi zdi bolj očarljiva kot vse, ki pesem jih slavi lažniva.
Posted 29 January 2014 - 08:05 PM
Ne, ona nima žametnih oči in niti kodrov mehkih kakor svila,
če sneg je bel, ga v njenih nedrih ni in usta bi se od koral ločila.
Sem videl rože bele in rdeče, na njenih licih take ne cveto
in so dišave, ki so bolj dehteče, kot vonj, ki diha njeno ga telo.
Njen glas poslušam rad, četudi vem da zvoki strun prijetneje zvene,
kako boginje hodijo ne vem; ko ona hodi, stopa kot ljudje.
Pa vendar se mi zdi bolj očarljiva kot vse, ki pesem jih slavi lažniva.
Posted 29 January 2014 - 08:30 PM
nova Amy Winehouse
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When you open your mind to the impossible, sometimes you find the truth.
Posted 29 January 2014 - 08:39 PM
Ne, ona nima žametnih oči in niti kodrov mehkih kakor svila,
če sneg je bel, ga v njenih nedrih ni in usta bi se od koral ločila.
Sem videl rože bele in rdeče, na njenih licih take ne cveto
in so dišave, ki so bolj dehteče, kot vonj, ki diha njeno ga telo.
Njen glas poslušam rad, četudi vem da zvoki strun prijetneje zvene,
kako boginje hodijo ne vem; ko ona hodi, stopa kot ljudje.
Pa vendar se mi zdi bolj očarljiva kot vse, ki pesem jih slavi lažniva.
Posted 29 January 2014 - 08:50 PM
Fajn si nrdila. Po 2 komadih sem ratala obsedena z njo, zdaj se pa ne morem spravit učit.
Ne, ona nima žametnih oči in niti kodrov mehkih kakor svila,
če sneg je bel, ga v njenih nedrih ni in usta bi se od koral ločila.
Sem videl rože bele in rdeče, na njenih licih take ne cveto
in so dišave, ki so bolj dehteče, kot vonj, ki diha njeno ga telo.
Njen glas poslušam rad, četudi vem da zvoki strun prijetneje zvene,
kako boginje hodijo ne vem; ko ona hodi, stopa kot ljudje.
Pa vendar se mi zdi bolj očarljiva kot vse, ki pesem jih slavi lažniva.
Posted 30 January 2014 - 08:04 AM
Hehe.
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When you open your mind to the impossible, sometimes you find the truth.
Posted 30 January 2014 - 11:38 AM
WRTI jazz.
ESTOY FLOR DE ATORRANTE
UN CONTURSI MALEANTE
Posted 30 January 2014 - 12:17 PM
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When you open your mind to the impossible, sometimes you find the truth.
Posted 31 January 2014 - 05:34 PM
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When you open your mind to the impossible, sometimes you find the truth.
Posted 31 January 2014 - 05:42 PM
After all this time?
Always.
Posted 31 January 2014 - 09:16 PM
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When you open your mind to the impossible, sometimes you find the truth.
Posted 31 January 2014 - 10:01 PM
After all this time?
Always.
Posted 01 February 2014 - 09:08 AM
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When you open your mind to the impossible, sometimes you find the truth.
Posted 02 February 2014 - 10:43 PM
After all this time?
Always.
Posted 03 February 2014 - 02:13 PM
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When you open your mind to the impossible, sometimes you find the truth.
Posted 03 February 2014 - 02:28 PM
Posted 03 February 2014 - 08:44 PM
Normality is a paved road: It's comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.
― V. Van Gogh
Posted 04 February 2014 - 04:22 PM
"Opinion is really the lowest form of human knowledge. It requires no accountability, no understanding. The highest form of knowledge is empathy, for it requires us to suspend our egos and live in another’s world. It requires profound purpose larger than the self kind of understanding."
Bill Bullard
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