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Re: Tekstovi on Fri 13 Aug 2010 - 10:56
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42 Re: Tekstovi on Fri 13 Aug 2010 - 12:29
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depeche mod = govno. 
43 Re: Tekstovi on Fri 13 Aug 2010 - 12:34
Ћира
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Join date: 2009-09-28
Age: 36
Location: Nova Pazova
Tu su negde u rangu sa bugarima koje dzomba slusa 
44 Re: Tekstovi on Fri 13 Aug 2010 - 17:13
SymphonyX
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Posts: 7843
Join date: 2010-01-11
Age: 49
Pjesma posvecena bombardovanju zgrade RTS
Težak slučaj pakla
Mozak miruje,
al' ispod mora teče vreli kamen.
Grob podriguje,
proždraće mi kosti ako stanem.
Istetovirani strah na tvojim obrazima jeca,
ti si samo njegov podstanar.
Smrtno ozbiljan,
bez oca i bez prijatelja.
Prazne godine,
oko tebe tužno lete.
Šta ćeš ti sa njima
i šta će one s tobom takvim?
Ti si revidirao stav sto pedeset puta
čas si rođen kao muško, čas ko žensko,
koga je to briga.
Sam znaš,
rođen si ko pička.
Gde je granica?
Nisam siguran ni da postoji.
Šta je cilj?
Ili trčimo u krug bez cilja.
Put od tebe do mene, sa hiljadu rupa,
ko Kumodraška ulica.
Nemam vremena,
da čekam da se ubiješ.
Skloni me,
ja neću inat tvoj životom da platim.
Slomi me,
eto nisam uspeo da shvatim.
Ubij me,
ti to možeš da uradiš sa svakim.
Ako sve vidi, što se pravi blesav,
što ne otera sva govna u nebesa.
Zadah osvete
kruži iznad moje glave.
Zar da ubijem,
da se prestrojim u tvoje pleme?
Ljudi gutaju suze, žvaću sopstvene zube,
lije krv sa krova ruske crkve.
Težak slučaj pakla,
teško da ima išta strašnije.
Budi me,
pre nego poželim da umrem u snu.
Ubij me,
svima za primer raskomadaj moj trup.
Skloni me,
ja znam tvoj strah, to niko ne sme da zna.
Ako sve vidi što se pravi blesav,
što ne otera sva govna u nebesa.
Težak slučaj pakla
Mozak miruje,
al' ispod mora teče vreli kamen.
Grob podriguje,
proždraće mi kosti ako stanem.
Istetovirani strah na tvojim obrazima jeca,
ti si samo njegov podstanar.
Smrtno ozbiljan,
bez oca i bez prijatelja.
Prazne godine,
oko tebe tužno lete.
Šta ćeš ti sa njima
i šta će one s tobom takvim?
Ti si revidirao stav sto pedeset puta
čas si rođen kao muško, čas ko žensko,
koga je to briga.
Sam znaš,
rođen si ko pička.
Gde je granica?
Nisam siguran ni da postoji.
Šta je cilj?
Ili trčimo u krug bez cilja.
Put od tebe do mene, sa hiljadu rupa,
ko Kumodraška ulica.
Nemam vremena,
da čekam da se ubiješ.
Skloni me,
ja neću inat tvoj životom da platim.
Slomi me,
eto nisam uspeo da shvatim.
Ubij me,
ti to možeš da uradiš sa svakim.
Ako sve vidi, što se pravi blesav,
što ne otera sva govna u nebesa.
Zadah osvete
kruži iznad moje glave.
Zar da ubijem,
da se prestrojim u tvoje pleme?
Ljudi gutaju suze, žvaću sopstvene zube,
lije krv sa krova ruske crkve.
Težak slučaj pakla,
teško da ima išta strašnije.
Budi me,
pre nego poželim da umrem u snu.
Ubij me,
svima za primer raskomadaj moj trup.
Skloni me,
ja znam tvoj strah, to niko ne sme da zna.
Ako sve vidi što se pravi blesav,
što ne otera sva govna u nebesa.
45 Re: Tekstovi on Sat 14 Aug 2010 - 23:10
-the lood-
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Posts: 9571
Join date: 2009-11-24
Age: 16
Location: Energy Arena
Metallica - Fade to Black
Life it seems will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters, no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free
Things not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this can't be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me but now he's gone
No one but me can save myself
But it's too late
Now I can't think
Think why I should even try
Yesterday seems as though
It never existed
Death greets me warm
Now I will just say goodbye
Life it seems will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters, no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free
Things not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this can't be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me but now he's gone
No one but me can save myself
But it's too late
Now I can't think
Think why I should even try
Yesterday seems as though
It never existed
Death greets me warm
Now I will just say goodbye
46 Re: Tekstovi on Sun 15 Aug 2010 - 0:52
Dzomba
NBA Superstar
Posts: 5413
Join date: 2009-10-07
Age: 21
Location: New Belgrade
Beli narcis vene,
Ti nisi kraj mene,
Od tuge se topim
Kako oci sklopim
Beli narcis vene
Ti nisi kraj mene
Samo uspomene
Umirem, umirem majko
Daaaj, ne budi me
Sta ce mi ovo prolece
Kad onnn ne ljubi me
Ti nisi kraj mene,
Od tuge se topim
Kako oci sklopim
Beli narcis vene
Ti nisi kraj mene
Samo uspomene
Umirem, umirem majko
Daaaj, ne budi me
Sta ce mi ovo prolece
Kad onnn ne ljubi me
47 Re: Tekstovi on Mon 16 Aug 2010 - 16:01
Dzomba
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Posts: 5413
Join date: 2009-10-07
Age: 21
Location: New Belgrade
http://stansdad.com/season13/episode14/
48 Re: Tekstovi on Thu 19 Aug 2010 - 11:29
-the lood-
NBA Superstar
Posts: 9571
Join date: 2009-11-24
Age: 16
Location: Energy Arena
I thought you'd be out of my mind
And I'd finally found a way to
Learn to live without you
I thought it was just a matter of time
Till I had a hundred reasons
Not to think about you
But it's just not so
And after all this time
I still can't let go
I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of your fingertips
This love so deep inside of me
I was trying everything that I can
To get my heart to forget you
But it just can't seem to
I guess it's just no use
In every part of me
Is still a part of you
I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of your fingertips
This love so deep inside of me
I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart
Something in your eyes keeps haunting me
I'm trying to escape you
And I know there ain't no way to
To chase you from my mind
I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of your fingertips
This love so deep inside of me
I've still got your face
I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart
The Cult - Painted on my heart
And I'd finally found a way to
Learn to live without you
I thought it was just a matter of time
Till I had a hundred reasons
Not to think about you
But it's just not so
And after all this time
I still can't let go
I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of your fingertips
This love so deep inside of me
I was trying everything that I can
To get my heart to forget you
But it just can't seem to
I guess it's just no use
In every part of me
Is still a part of you
I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of your fingertips
This love so deep inside of me
I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart
Something in your eyes keeps haunting me
I'm trying to escape you
And I know there ain't no way to
To chase you from my mind
I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of your fingertips
This love so deep inside of me
I've still got your face
I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart
The Cult - Painted on my heart
49 Re: Tekstovi on Sun 22 Aug 2010 - 20:08
-the lood-
NBA Superstar
Posts: 9571
Join date: 2009-11-24
Age: 16
Location: Energy Arena
Follow the Moskwa
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night
Soldiers passing by
Listening to the wind of change
The world is closing in
Did you ever think
That we could be so close, like brothers
The future's in the air
Can feel it everywhere
Blowing with the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
Walking down the street
Distant memories
Are buried in the past, forever
I follow the Moskwa
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
The wind of change
Blows straight into the face of time
Like a storm wind that will ring the freedom bell
For peace of mind
Let your balalaika sing
What my guitar wants to say
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
Scorpions - Wind of Change
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night
Soldiers passing by
Listening to the wind of change
The world is closing in
Did you ever think
That we could be so close, like brothers
The future's in the air
Can feel it everywhere
Blowing with the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
Walking down the street
Distant memories
Are buried in the past, forever
I follow the Moskwa
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
The wind of change
Blows straight into the face of time
Like a storm wind that will ring the freedom bell
For peace of mind
Let your balalaika sing
What my guitar wants to say
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
Scorpions - Wind of Change
50 Re: Tekstovi on Sun 22 Aug 2010 - 23:44
SymphonyX
NBA Superstar
Posts: 7843
Join date: 2010-01-11
Age: 49
Death - Destiny
Time is a thing we must accept
The unexpected I sometimes fear.
Just when I feel there's no excuse for what happens,
Things fall into place
I know there is no way to avoid the pain that we must go through
to find the other half that is true
Destiny is what we all seek
Destiny was waiting for you and me
I believe behind confusion awaits the truth for us
Past the obstacles we face
I value our life and trust
Years of questioning why things happen the way they do in life
Wishing that I could turn back time,
So we could join our souls
I know there is no way to avoid the pain that we must go through
to find the other half that is true
Destiny is what we all seek
Destiny was waiting for you and me.
Savrsen tekst,savrsen bass,savrsen bubanj,savrsene gitare.
Time is a thing we must accept
The unexpected I sometimes fear.
Just when I feel there's no excuse for what happens,
Things fall into place
I know there is no way to avoid the pain that we must go through
to find the other half that is true
Destiny is what we all seek
Destiny was waiting for you and me
I believe behind confusion awaits the truth for us
Past the obstacles we face
I value our life and trust
Years of questioning why things happen the way they do in life
Wishing that I could turn back time,
So we could join our souls
I know there is no way to avoid the pain that we must go through
to find the other half that is true
Destiny is what we all seek
Destiny was waiting for you and me.
Savrsen tekst,savrsen bass,savrsen bubanj,savrsene gitare.
51 Re: Tekstovi on Thu 2 Sep 2010 - 21:47
-the lood-
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Join date: 2009-11-24
Age: 16
Location: Energy Arena
Stairway to Heaven - Led Zeppelin
There's a lady who's sure
All that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
When she gets there she knows
If the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a sign on the wall
But she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have
Two meanings
In a tree by the brook
There's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are
Misgiven
Ooh, it makes me wonder
Ooh, it makes me wonder
There's a feeling I get
When I look to the west
And my spirit is crying
For leaving
In my thoughts I have seen
Rings of smoke through the trees
And the voices of those
Who stand looking
Ooh, it makes me wonder
Ooh, it really makes me wonder
And it's whispered that soon
If we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason
And a new day will dawn
For those who stand long
And the forests will
Echo with laughter
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, ooh, whoa, oh
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow
Don't be alarmed now
It's just a spring clean
For the May queen
Yes, there are two paths you can go by
But in the long run
There's still time to change
The road you're on
And it makes me wonder
Aw, uh, oh
Your head is humming and it won't go
In case you don't know
The piper's calling you to join him
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow?
And did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind?
(Solo)
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The truth will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll
And she's buying a stairway
To heaven...
There's a lady who's sure
All that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
When she gets there she knows
If the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a sign on the wall
But she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have
Two meanings
In a tree by the brook
There's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are
Misgiven
Ooh, it makes me wonder
Ooh, it makes me wonder
There's a feeling I get
When I look to the west
And my spirit is crying
For leaving
In my thoughts I have seen
Rings of smoke through the trees
And the voices of those
Who stand looking
Ooh, it makes me wonder
Ooh, it really makes me wonder
And it's whispered that soon
If we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason
And a new day will dawn
For those who stand long
And the forests will
Echo with laughter
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, ooh, whoa, oh
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow
Don't be alarmed now
It's just a spring clean
For the May queen
Yes, there are two paths you can go by
But in the long run
There's still time to change
The road you're on
And it makes me wonder
Aw, uh, oh
Your head is humming and it won't go
In case you don't know
The piper's calling you to join him
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow?
And did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind?
(Solo)
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The truth will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll
And she's buying a stairway
To heaven...
52 Re: Tekstovi on Fri 10 Sep 2010 - 14:31
Koleman
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Age: 17
Location: Beograd
Haustor-Ena
Ja svoje lose dane volim gristi sam
piti i lutatu po krcmama
al' cesto stignem samo
do njenog pogleda
Ena je divna zena, Ena dobro zna
da takvi dani svrse s guzvama
zato me zove k sebi
da bi mi pomogla
Ja, Ena, nisam tvoj sin, zapamti to
to mozes raditi s njim
za mene je vec kasno
Znam da bi Ena htjela
da sam stalno njen
valjda jer tako cesto nestanem
ona me uvijek ima u svojim mislima
A kad joj zelim reci da je bolji kraj
od nasih bjegova i zasjeda
Ena me samo gieda
i kaze, da, da, da
i ne idi bez kaputa
pogledaj, sve je bijelo, zima je
Proslo je dugo vrijeme i daleki bijeg
i mada nemam cak ni imena
ja cesto sretnem Enu u svojim snovima
Kad svoje lose dane ovdje grizem sam
i sretnem putnike po krcmama
ja pitam, da l' je znaju
i je li ponosna
Kazu da jos je lijepa
i da ima stav
al' cesto cak i kad je vesela
opaze plavu sjenu u crnim ocima
Do mene nema puta
pogledaj sve je bijelo, zima je
Ja svoje lose dane volim gristi sam
piti i lutatu po krcmama
al' cesto stignem samo
do njenog pogleda
Ena je divna zena, Ena dobro zna
da takvi dani svrse s guzvama
zato me zove k sebi
da bi mi pomogla
Ja, Ena, nisam tvoj sin, zapamti to
to mozes raditi s njim
za mene je vec kasno
Znam da bi Ena htjela
da sam stalno njen
valjda jer tako cesto nestanem
ona me uvijek ima u svojim mislima
A kad joj zelim reci da je bolji kraj
od nasih bjegova i zasjeda
Ena me samo gieda
i kaze, da, da, da
i ne idi bez kaputa
pogledaj, sve je bijelo, zima je
Proslo je dugo vrijeme i daleki bijeg
i mada nemam cak ni imena
ja cesto sretnem Enu u svojim snovima
Kad svoje lose dane ovdje grizem sam
i sretnem putnike po krcmama
ja pitam, da l' je znaju
i je li ponosna
Kazu da jos je lijepa
i da ima stav
al' cesto cak i kad je vesela
opaze plavu sjenu u crnim ocima
Do mene nema puta
pogledaj sve je bijelo, zima je
53 Re: Tekstovi on Fri 10 Sep 2010 - 14:36
Laza
Chairman
Posts: 28148
Join date: 2009-09-13
Age: 16
Location: Novi Sad
kako je ubio canka sa ovom pesmom. 
Imo bi' ja što god kasti i akonto Ove Vlasti... Ali neæu...
Ðavo je tu da me tera... Ja sam tu da ne pretera... Odoleæu...
Briga mene za "poštene" što zastrane...
Za ministre, nadobudne i nastrane
Briga me za razne mustre, notaroše, mlade žustre...
Što zanoæe ko "hetero", a osvanu na èetvero...
Imo bi ja što god kasti... ej...
Èerez èega? Vidi jarca! Slaba vajda od beæarca!
ja sam o'de zadnja šuša, nema mene ko da posluša...
Imo bi' ja što god kasti ne mož' otog rep izrasti... Al izvin'te...
Veæ sam bego preko bašte... Ajd jedared i vi kašte... Il se skin'te...
Marim ja za bezbožnike prve vrste,
Što æorišu levom dok se desnom krste...
Baška što za nji' ne vredi nijedna od zapovedi,
Donacije veæ otvore rajske dveri za zlotvore...
Imo bi ja što god kasti, ej...
A s tim æu samo steæi neke dušmane i jediveke
Beležnike što se mite.. Èinovnike nezasite...
Naèelnike... i finanse... Okan'te se... Nema šanse...
Lajte kere varošanke... Kera sam i sam... Odlièno vas znam...
Ne dam za vas žute banke... Lajte samo znajte da vas ne slušam...
Dok je meni moje ljubice... Moje bubice... I golubice...
Man'te me se gracki kerovi... Baš i niste neki zverovi...
Imo bi' ja što god kasti, bilo bi tu da se masti... Ali C!
Pre bi' ti ja reko štošta pa da ne znam kol'ko košta... Sada? Duplo C! C!
Ne pominjem Te što su nas obrukali...
Iz mesta nas žandarima odrukali...
Dele zemlju i drumove na zaove i kumove...
Zakunu se pa odaju... Prepakuju pa prodaju...
Imo bi' ja što god kasti, ej...
Nateraæu na vrat bedu, 'oštaplere sve po redu:
Prefarbane stare kante... Promašene muzikante...
Razne vojne liferante... i berzanske špekulante...
Imo bi' ja što god kasti da se èovek zaprepasti... Paz' da ne bi...
Svi to vide, svima jasno, samo ja da kažem glasno? Doð'te sebi...
Što bi priè'o o dvoliènim barabama?
O njima æe pisati po tarabama
Da su krali... nisko pali... tuðe snove prokartali...
Sve spiskali... sve popasli... I ispali nedorasli...
Imo bi' ja što god kasti... ej...
Pa da mene stigne kazna? Da crvenim kad se sazna
Da su mi pajtaši stari ordinarni šibicari...
Prevaranti zlatousti... Lezilebi jedni pusti...
Lajte kere varošanke...
Imo bi' ja što god kasti i akonto Ove Vlasti... Ali neæu...
Ðavo je tu da me tera... Ja sam tu da ne pretera... Odoleæu...
Briga mene za "poštene" što zastrane...
Za ministre, nadobudne i nastrane
Briga me za razne mustre, notaroše, mlade žustre...
Što zanoæe ko "hetero", a osvanu na èetvero...
Imo bi ja što god kasti... ej...
Èerez èega? Vidi jarca! Slaba vajda od beæarca!
ja sam o'de zadnja šuša, nema mene ko da posluša...
Imo bi' ja što god kasti ne mož' otog rep izrasti... Al izvin'te...
Veæ sam bego preko bašte... Ajd jedared i vi kašte... Il se skin'te...
Marim ja za bezbožnike prve vrste,
Što æorišu levom dok se desnom krste...
Baška što za nji' ne vredi nijedna od zapovedi,
Donacije veæ otvore rajske dveri za zlotvore...
Imo bi ja što god kasti, ej...
A s tim æu samo steæi neke dušmane i jediveke
Beležnike što se mite.. Èinovnike nezasite...
Naèelnike... i finanse... Okan'te se... Nema šanse...
Lajte kere varošanke... Kera sam i sam... Odlièno vas znam...
Ne dam za vas žute banke... Lajte samo znajte da vas ne slušam...
Dok je meni moje ljubice... Moje bubice... I golubice...
Man'te me se gracki kerovi... Baš i niste neki zverovi...
Imo bi' ja što god kasti, bilo bi tu da se masti... Ali C!
Pre bi' ti ja reko štošta pa da ne znam kol'ko košta... Sada? Duplo C! C!
Ne pominjem Te što su nas obrukali...
Iz mesta nas žandarima odrukali...
Dele zemlju i drumove na zaove i kumove...
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Prefarbane stare kante... Promašene muzikante...
Razne vojne liferante... i berzanske špekulante...
Imo bi' ja što god kasti da se èovek zaprepasti... Paz' da ne bi...
Svi to vide, svima jasno, samo ja da kažem glasno? Doð'te sebi...
Što bi priè'o o dvoliènim barabama?
O njima æe pisati po tarabama
Da su krali... nisko pali... tuðe snove prokartali...
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54 Re: Tekstovi on Sun 12 Sep 2010 - 11:03
kolly 8
All-Star
Posts: 1148
Join date: 2010-06-23
Age: 17
Location: Great Western Forum
James Blunt - I Can't Hear the Music
Is it a warning? Is it an evil sign?
Is it a people who have lost their mind?
Is it the Darkness? Is it a man resigned?
Is it a best friend leaving you behind?
Is it ever gonna stop? Will they ever let you go?
You're in a rush, they don't care enough 'cause their lives are very slow.
Time is ticking on. You don't get a second shot,
And when you sell your soul for a leading role, will The Lost Souls be forgot?
And if I can't hear the music and the audience is gone,
I'll dance here on my own.
And I hope the Lonely Hearts' Club Band will play out one last song,
Before the sun goes down.
And is it envy? Should it really make you sick?
Is now the time that you realise you'd better get out quick?
'Cause time is ticking on too long to fake your smile,
But then you sold your soul for a leading role, so wear it for a while.
And if I can't hear the music and the audience is gone,
I'll dance here on my own.
And I hope the Lonely Hearts' Club Band will play out one last song,
Before the sun goes down,
And there she goes. And there she goes.
So run, Yoshimi, run. 'Cause Billy's got himself a gun,
And you're right to be afraid: they'll send you to your grave
'Cause you're strange and new.
So run, Yoshimi, run. 'Cause Billy's got himself a gun,
And you're right to be afraid: they'll send you to your grave
'Cause you're strange and new.
And if I can't hear the music and the audience is gone, I'll dance.
Is it a warning? Is it an evil sign?
Is it a people who have lost their mind?
Is it the Darkness? Is it a man resigned?
Is it a best friend leaving you behind?
Is it ever gonna stop? Will they ever let you go?
You're in a rush, they don't care enough 'cause their lives are very slow.
Time is ticking on. You don't get a second shot,
And when you sell your soul for a leading role, will The Lost Souls be forgot?
And if I can't hear the music and the audience is gone,
I'll dance here on my own.
And I hope the Lonely Hearts' Club Band will play out one last song,
Before the sun goes down.
And is it envy? Should it really make you sick?
Is now the time that you realise you'd better get out quick?
'Cause time is ticking on too long to fake your smile,
But then you sold your soul for a leading role, so wear it for a while.
And if I can't hear the music and the audience is gone,
I'll dance here on my own.
And I hope the Lonely Hearts' Club Band will play out one last song,
Before the sun goes down,
And there she goes. And there she goes.
So run, Yoshimi, run. 'Cause Billy's got himself a gun,
And you're right to be afraid: they'll send you to your grave
'Cause you're strange and new.
So run, Yoshimi, run. 'Cause Billy's got himself a gun,
And you're right to be afraid: they'll send you to your grave
'Cause you're strange and new.
And if I can't hear the music and the audience is gone, I'll dance.
55 Re: Tekstovi on Fri 1 Oct 2010 - 0:05
SymphonyX
NBA Superstar
Posts: 7843
Join date: 2010-01-11
Age: 49
Sto se mene tice,Nikola Vranjkovic je nenadjebiv kad su tekstovi u pitanju.Ne vjerujem da iko tako vjerno i kreativno crta stvarnost.
56 Re: Tekstovi on Sat 4 Dec 2010 - 21:58
-the lood-
NBA Superstar
Posts: 9571
Join date: 2009-11-24
Age: 16
Location: Energy Arena
TIME - Za koji život treba da se rodim
Za koji život treba da se rodim
Za koji život treba da se rodim
Za koji sudnji dan treba da živim
I kojem bogu treba da se molim
I koju ženu treba da volim ja
Za čiju ljubav trebam da sam srećan
Za čiju ranu treba da sam bol
Na cijem odru treba da svijeća
Za koju ženu treba da sam gol
I nikada neću saznati to
Kud vodi me put života mog
Za čiju volju se rađa se živi i mre
Za čije nebo treba da sam duga
U čijoj tami treba da sam luč
Za koju pjesmu treba da sam tuga
U čijoj čaši treba da sam žuč ja
Za koju jesen treba da sam žetva
Za koju sliku treba da sam kist
Za čije usne treba da sam kletva
Za koje grane treba da sam list
Jedan od najboljih tekstova ikada napisanih na prostoru EX YU
Za koji život treba da se rodim
Za koji život treba da se rodim
Za koji sudnji dan treba da živim
I kojem bogu treba da se molim
I koju ženu treba da volim ja
Za čiju ljubav trebam da sam srećan
Za čiju ranu treba da sam bol
Na cijem odru treba da svijeća
Za koju ženu treba da sam gol
I nikada neću saznati to
Kud vodi me put života mog
Za čiju volju se rađa se živi i mre
Za čije nebo treba da sam duga
U čijoj tami treba da sam luč
Za koju pjesmu treba da sam tuga
U čijoj čaši treba da sam žuč ja
Za koju jesen treba da sam žetva
Za koju sliku treba da sam kist
Za čije usne treba da sam kletva
Za koje grane treba da sam list
Jedan od najboljih tekstova ikada napisanih na prostoru EX YU
57 Re: Tekstovi on Sun 5 Dec 2010 - 13:57
SymphonyX
NBA Superstar
Posts: 7843
Join date: 2010-01-11
Age: 49
Time je vise nego genijalan bendu svakom pogledu.
58 Re: Tekstovi on Sun 19 Dec 2010 - 21:25
-the lood-
NBA Superstar
Posts: 9571
Join date: 2009-11-24
Age: 16
Location: Energy Arena
S.A.R.S - Buđav ljebac
Čik pogodi šta imam za večeru,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Njam njam njam njam..
Čik pogodi šta imam za večeru,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Ajme mene joj, ajme mene joj,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Njam njam njam njam..
Ajme mene joj, ajme mene joj,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Džemujem ja stalno ali nemam džema,
Da na leba, mažem njega.
Njam njam njam njam..
Džemujem ja stalno ali nemam džema,
Da na leba, mažem njega.
Još da imam malo alevu i loj,
Da na leba mećem svega. (2x)
Džaba meni dža džaba kad je slan,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Njam njam njam njam..
Džaba meni dža džaba kad je slan,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Ajme mene joj, ajme mene joj,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Njam njam njam njam..
Ajme mene joj, ajme mene joj,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
A kod komše uvek pun frižider svega,
Mortadela i Nutela. (2x)
Čik pogodi šta imam za večeru,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Njam njam njam njam..
Čik pogodi šta imam za večeru,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Ajajajajajajajajajajaaaaa…
Buđav lebaaaac, buđav lebaaaac…
Čik pogodi šta imam za večeru,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Njam njam njam njam..
Čik pogodi šta imam za večeru,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Ajme mene joj, ajme mene joj,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Njam njam njam njam..
Ajme mene joj, ajme mene joj,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Džemujem ja stalno ali nemam džema,
Da na leba, mažem njega.
Njam njam njam njam..
Džemujem ja stalno ali nemam džema,
Da na leba, mažem njega.
Još da imam malo alevu i loj,
Da na leba mećem svega. (2x)
Džaba meni dža džaba kad je slan,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Njam njam njam njam..
Džaba meni dža džaba kad je slan,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Ajme mene joj, ajme mene joj,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Njam njam njam njam..
Ajme mene joj, ajme mene joj,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
A kod komše uvek pun frižider svega,
Mortadela i Nutela. (2x)
Čik pogodi šta imam za večeru,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Njam njam njam njam..
Čik pogodi šta imam za večeru,
Buđav lebac, buđav lebac.
Ajajajajajajajajajajaaaaa…
Buđav lebaaaac, buđav lebaaaac…
59 Re: Tekstovi on Sun 19 Dec 2010 - 21:27
Koleman
Super Moderator
Posts: 16772
Join date: 2009-10-04
Age: 17
Location: Beograd
Šta igrači imaju za večeru,
buđav lebac, buđav lebac,
na, na, na, na...
Šta igrači imaju za večeru,
buđav lebac, buđav lebac,
A kod Dobrivoja u frižider svega - mortadela i nutela
na, na, na, na...
A kod Dobrivoja u frižider svega - mortadela i nutela
Konobaru, aj donesi za igrače malo mesa i kolače,
na, na, na, na...
Konobaru, aj donesi za igrače malo mesa i kolače
Sad Zvezdo na gol, sad Zvezdo na gol,
nema 'leba, gol nam treba,
na, na, na, na...
Sad Zvezdo na gol, sad Zvezdo na gol,
nema 'leba, gol nam treba
buđav lebac, buđav lebac,
na, na, na, na...
Šta igrači imaju za večeru,
buđav lebac, buđav lebac,
A kod Dobrivoja u frižider svega - mortadela i nutela
na, na, na, na...
A kod Dobrivoja u frižider svega - mortadela i nutela
Konobaru, aj donesi za igrače malo mesa i kolače,
na, na, na, na...
Konobaru, aj donesi za igrače malo mesa i kolače
Sad Zvezdo na gol, sad Zvezdo na gol,
nema 'leba, gol nam treba,
na, na, na, na...
Sad Zvezdo na gol, sad Zvezdo na gol,
nema 'leba, gol nam treba
60 Re: Tekstovi on Mon 3 Jan 2011 - 0:15
-the lood-
NBA Superstar
Posts: 9571
Join date: 2009-11-24
Age: 16
Location: Energy Arena
Sabaton - Atteron Dominatus
Attero
Dominatus
Berlin is burning
Denique
Interrimo
The reich has fallen
We stand at the gates of Berlin
With two and a half million men
There's 6.000 tanks in our ranks
We're using as battering rams
Artillery leading the way
A million grenades has been launched
The nazis must pay for their crimes
The wings of the eagle's been broken
Marshall Zhukovs orders:
Serve me Berlin on a plate
Disregard the losses
The city's ours to take
Chorus:
Attero Dominatus
Berlin is burning
Denique Interrimo
The reich has fallen
The price of a war must be paid
Millions of lives has been lost
The price must be paid by the men
That started the war in the thirties
The spring of the year '45
The year when the nazis will fall
We're inside the gates of Berlin
The beak of the eagle's been broken
Comrade Stalins orders:
Serve me his head on a plate
Disregard the losses
The eagles' land's ours to take
Chorus:
Attero Dominatus
Berlin is burning
Denique Interrimo
The reich has fallen
[Solo]
March
Fight
Die
In Berlin
March
Fight
Conquer
Berlin
Chorus:
Attero Dominatus
Berlin is burning
Denique Interrimo
The reich has fallen
Attero Dominatus
Berlin is burning
Denique Interrimo
The reich has fallen
Attero
Attero
Dominatus
Berlin is burning
Denique
Interrimo
The reich has fallen
We stand at the gates of Berlin
With two and a half million men
There's 6.000 tanks in our ranks
We're using as battering rams
Artillery leading the way
A million grenades has been launched
The nazis must pay for their crimes
The wings of the eagle's been broken
Marshall Zhukovs orders:
Serve me Berlin on a plate
Disregard the losses
The city's ours to take
Chorus:
Attero Dominatus
Berlin is burning
Denique Interrimo
The reich has fallen
The price of a war must be paid
Millions of lives has been lost
The price must be paid by the men
That started the war in the thirties
The spring of the year '45
The year when the nazis will fall
We're inside the gates of Berlin
The beak of the eagle's been broken
Comrade Stalins orders:
Serve me his head on a plate
Disregard the losses
The eagles' land's ours to take
Chorus:
Attero Dominatus
Berlin is burning
Denique Interrimo
The reich has fallen
[Solo]
March
Fight
Die
In Berlin
March
Fight
Conquer
Berlin
Chorus:
Attero Dominatus
Berlin is burning
Denique Interrimo
The reich has fallen
Attero Dominatus
Berlin is burning
Denique Interrimo
The reich has fallen
Attero
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