Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Konacno sunce
Monday, October 29, 2007
I Hate You Then I Love You
But if I were to leave you I would die
I'd like to break the chains you put around me
And yet I'll never try
No matter what you do you drive me crazy
I'd rather be alone
But then I know my life would be so empty
As soon as you are gone
Impossible to live with you
But I could never live without you
For whatever you do
I never, never, never
Want to be in love with anyone but you
You make me sad
You make me strong
You make me mad
You make me long for you
You make me live
You make me die
You make me laugh
You make me cry for you
I hate you
Then I love you
Then I love you
Then I hate you
Then I love you, I Love You more
For whatever you do
I never, never, never
Want to be in love with anyone but you
You treat me wrong
You treat me right
You let me be
You make me fight with you
I could never live without you
You make me high
You bring me down
You set me free
You hold me bound to you
I hate you
Then I love you
Then I love you
Then I hate you
Then I love you more
I love you more
For whatever you do
For whatever you do
I never, never, never
Want to be in love with anyone but you
I never, never, never
I never, never, never
I never, never, never
Want to be in love with anyone but you
But you
Friday, October 19, 2007
Tose Proeski - In Memoriam
Igri bez granici
Da mozam bar da se razbudam
Vo svet na ljubovta bez stari dolgovi
I tie senista
Vo cekor sto me demneat
Da mozam bar da te pregrnam
Da ne se sekavam na studoj esenski
Onie patila
Sto tokmu nas ne sledea
A mojot zivot – igri bez granici
Umorna prikazna skinati stranici
Prazni neispisani
A mojot e vecno paganje
Se da se sobere - poraz ke ostane
Naviki stari vo mene
Da mozam bar d ate razbudam
So kafe utrinsko vo krevet zaedno
Pa d ate baknuvam
Toa go nema odamna
Da mozam bar da se zaljubam
Vo mala selanka na rosna ledina
Nebesno visoka
Nadolu da ne dogleduvam
A mojot zivot – igri bez granici
Umorna prikazna skinati stranici
Prazni neispisani
A mojot e vecno paganje
Se da se sobere - poraz ke ostane
Naviki stari vo mene
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Posleden pozdrav Tose...



Bidejki nemam zborovi ne znam ni sto da kazam....Tose gordost na Makedonija te sakam i sekogas ke ni bides vo srcevoo...
Balkan je izgubio svoj angel voice. I dalje ne mogu da verujem :(
Tuga...Uzasnuta sam ovom vescu. Ne Makedonija, ne Srbija, ne Balkan vec je ceo Svet izgubio jednog pre svega divnog coveka, vrhunskog umetnika. Izgubili smo jednu veliku dusu, talenat i andjeoski glas. Neka pociva u miru.
Kad sam cula za ovaj strasan dogadjaj, nisam mogla da vjerujem. Najdivniji glas na ovim prostorima je imao, bozanski dar, natprirodni dar...Toliko mi je zao njegove mladosti i njegovog talenta da ne mogu rijecima to da izrazim. Iskreno saucesce porodici. Ja jos uvijek ne vjerujem...Cini mi se da je njegova muzika, muzika andjela na nebu...Placem, koliko mi je zao...
Katastrofa! Otišao je jedan veliki humanista, borac, umetnik. Uspeo je da iz jedne siromasne porodice naravi tako blistavu karijeru samo zahvaljujuci svom talentu, harizmi i andjeoskom glasu. Neka te cuvaju andjeli Toše, pocivaj u miru.
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Ja uz ove komentare nemam sta da dodam...samo da je nebo eto dobilo jos jednog Andjela...Зошто Oтиде
Љубовта е икона, знаевме да кажеме,
Friday, October 12, 2007
Monday, October 8, 2007
Cause I Love You
Girl, you know I love you
No matter what you do
And I hope you understand me
Every word I say is true
‘Cause I love you
Baby, I’m thinkin’ of you
Tryin’ to be more of a man for you
And I don’t have much riches
But we gonna see it through
‘Cause I love you
oh...oh...oh...
Some men need lots of women
For their passions to feel
But I want only you, girl
If it’s in, if it’s in, if it’s in God’s will
‘Cause I, ‘cause I love you
I, I love you, baby
With all my heart and soul
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I Love you
I need you
I want you
I need you
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh your love makes me grow stronger
It keeps goin’ on, oh, baby
I’m glad I found you
I just love to be around you, oh, baby
You’ve been so good to me
Oh, baby
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hmm, hmm
Hmm...hmm...mmm...
You know
One time things got so bad until
I had to go to one of my friends and talk to him
And I told him, I said, “You know
I’m having problems with the woman that I love
It seems that I call her on the phone and I just can’t get her to answer
And then I went to her house and I saw a car parked in the driveway
I knocked on the door, but still my knocks went unanswered
And then I went home and I-I watched television until television went off
And then I played my records until I just didn’t want to hear them anymore
And finally I went to bed, but I found myself waking up a few hours later
And the tears were running down my face”
And my friend told me, he said, “Lenny,
You just oughta forget about her”
But I told my friend, I said, “You know
Maybe you’ve never been in love like I’ve been in love
And maybe you’ve never felt the things that I’ve felt”
But this is what I told my friend
I said, “You know, sometimes you get lonely
You get lonely, you get lonely”
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
And I cry, I cry
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
And the tears would fill up in the wells
In the wells of my eyes, aww baby
And then it got so bad, it got so bad
Till one time I thought I’d roll myself up in a big ol’ ball and die
And then I met you, darlin’
And you smiled at me
Oh, oh, it was such a pretty smile, yes, it was
And you reached out your hand
You helped me (Helped), you helped me (Helped me), you helped, oh
I’m glad, baby, I’m glad, baby
Oh, oh, oh, baby, ey, ey, ey
I won't ever leave you, baby
I won't ever grieve you, baby
I’m gonna love you, oh, oh, oh, baby
I’m glad, I’m glad, baby
Oh, oh, yeah, baby, oh, oh, oh
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, oh
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
I love you
Monday, October 1, 2007
1. Oktobar iliti 90. Post :)
Monday, September 17, 2007
RUSSIA CHAMPIONS OF EUROPE!


Tuesday, September 11, 2007
11. Septembar
Elvis The King and Luciano



I naravno jedna pesmica
Nakon dve-tri nedelje od ove godisnjice 6.septembra u svojoj rodnoj Modeni umire jos jedan kralj, Luciano Pavarotti. I o njemu je suvisno pricati i pisati.
Ono sto je zanimljivo u svemu ovome je to da su Elvis Presley i Luciano Pavarotti rodjeni iste 1935. godine, kakva slucajnost ili ne :). Eto da je Elvis danas ziv imao bi 72. godine.
Konacno su se sreli ali gore na nebu, ne sumnjam da ce im biti zanimljivo i da ce i gore nastaviti da stvaraju dobru muziku, mozda cak i zajedno :).
Monday, September 10, 2007
My Best Friend's Wedding
I na kraju naravno pesmice :)
Saturday, September 8, 2007
Duran Duran featuring Justin Timberlake and Timbaland "Night Runner"
Twenty years after a condensed version of Duran Duran dabbled in White funk on the polarizing Notorious album, the band make a return to the sound, replacing Chic founder Nile Rodgers with the talents of Timba-lake on new single "Night Runner".
Evo i pesmice uzivo:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tn5ZGxFvSEE
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Simply Arsen

Jutros me je probudila Arsenova pesma...
Ono sve sto znas o meni
to je stvarno tako malo
u dvje rijeci sve bi stalo
kada pricala bi ti
Ono sve sto znas o meni
to i drugi ljudi znaju
sto mi ruku samo daju
ili na pozdrav mahnu tek.
Ne znam dal' dan ce doci
kad cemo sami ostati
kad cemo dugo pricat
jedno drugom sav sav zivot svoj
Jer ono sve sto znas o meni
to je samo stara prica
ja sam jedan od mladica
koje vidjas svaki dan.
Ne znam dal' dan ce doci
kad cemo sami ostati
kad cemo dugo dugo pricati
jedno drugom sav
sav zivot svoj...
Jer ono sve sto znas o meni
to je samo stara prica
ja sam jedan od mladica
koje vidjas svaki dan.
Nekako mi se prirodno nadovezala sledeca:
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Tako kaze Z.T.
-Tipican ljubavnik u Srbiji, i mladji i stariji, zivi u uverenju da mora da izgleda kao James Bond, da ima ne zna se koliko para u novcaniku, da vozi besan auto, i da svojim draganama obezbedjuje fantazmagoricne vikende u ekskluzivnim mestima. Kako je to nemoguce, mladi momci se napirlitaju i rasporedjeni u "trojke" i "cetvorke" vise u kaficima mastajuci da, uprkos bazicnoj inferiornoj poziciji koju imaju, ipak urade nesto. Oni koji imaju veliku kintu, vec su ozenjeni, i to na najgrdji malogradjanski nacin - svoje zene, koje su otposlili da se i one slucajno ne bi erotski "umrezavale", drze sa decom kao u srednjem veku, a oni uvece izlaze da jure "sojke". Tipican srpski ljubavnik zato je nevidjeno nesrecan i umoran - ima ozbiljan biznis, lovu, sve moguce simbole uspeha koji mu sluze za fingiranje lazne idile, porodicu. A trendovi traze od njega da stalno izlazi u akciju, i to je nevidjeni pritisak. Na kraju, sve se svodi na latentnu homoseksualnu utopiju, jer se muskarci vise ne takmice za zene nego se medjusobno odmeravaju. Oni ne pokazuju svoje ljubavnicke sposobnosti pred zenama, nego pred anonimnim, slucajnim turistkinjama u svom zivotu, sto je ipak, homoseksualni "drajv" koji je karakteristican za tajkune u povoju, u siromasnoj zemlji u tranziciji.
Ako je rec o zenama, nekadasnja srpska fam fatal, involvirala je ozbiljnu energiju u svoje veze i, najcesce, bila i muza nekih velikih umetnika. Ona, takodje, vise ne postoji, jer danas vise nista nije fatalno, osim fatalnosti.