http://youtu.be/QesKgncRrGE
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The sky is cryin'....
look at the tears roll down the street
I said, the sky is crying....look at the tears roll down the street
I'm waiting in tears baby
Looking for my baby
And I wonder wonder wonder where can he be
I saw my baby one mornin'....
he was walking down the street
I saw my baby I saw my baby one mornin'....
he was walking on down on down the street
Made me feel so good
'Til my poor heart would skip a beat.
Now listen...
I've got a bad bad feelin'
My baby my baby don't want me no more
I've got a bad bad bad feeling, my baby don't don't want me no more
Now the sky's been cryin'
The tears rolling out my door.
Now listen...
I've got a bad bad feelin'
My baby don't, baby don't want me no more
I've got a bad bad bad bad feeling, my baby don't
My baby don't want me no more
Now the sky's been cryin'
And the tears rolling out my door.
Oh yeah..
http://youtu.be/XrhPGqd3tdQ
Pitali su me: Kakvo ima srce i dušu?
A ja sam rekla :
"taman srce za mene,
kakvo se meni sviđa da me u njega može skriti".
Pitali su dalje:
Kakve ruke ima?
A ja sam rekla:
u njima sve moje snove sniva...
i rekla sam još sve moje najljepše tamo je gdje on prebiva..."
Anais
Nestalne senke dana beže s tajnom.
Visok, razumljiv sa zvonika poj.
Na crkvenome stepeništu sjajnom
Kamen je živ - i čeka korak tvoj.
Ti ćeš tu proći, hladni kamen taći,
Odeven strašnom svetošću starine,
I ja ću, možda, prolećni cvet naći
Pod ikonama, na dnu te tavnine.
Nejasno rastu ružičaste seni,
Visok, razumljiv, zove zvona poj,
Na stepeništu tama se rumeni...
Ozaren sav - ja čekam korak tvoj.
Aleksandar Blok
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Iskonski nagon stvaranja
Bježeći od smrti,
U pjesme,
Ili u tebe,
Ja sam na istom -
U biti.
Jer sve dok smrtnika bude -
I besmrtnih će biti.
U nama su samo oči žive
Nismo mi to
Što naša tijela hoće,
I što se sada
U jednom grču lome,
Mi ljubavi smo
Samo dvije samoće
U životu ovom providnome.
Ko oka dva
Što zajedno gledaju,
A jedno drugo
Nikada ne vide.
Ko oka dva
Što sjaj prelijevaju,
I plaču,
I snivaju
Stvari posve vidne.
Enes Kišević