Ravi – Spasoje Joksimović

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Tarkovski - Stalker

Tarkovski – Stalker

Ravi ,prihvatiću i grob,
Ako ne bude pokretna
Stagnacija i ružan mir;
Narušeno ostvarenje
Susedne biljke i kišnice
U staklenoj flaši.

Da Te ne sretnem
Umesto što vidim u
Gotskim strnjacima i
Onima koji vode na cilj
Prazniji od zagubljenosti.

Onaj o kome se peva , postoji – Peko Laličić

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Čim postoje nečiji koraci
i senka pritajena u svakoj sobi
dodir na garderobi
i nemir što opire se snu
to nije san
jer onaj o kome se peva
nije odjek odbačenih stvari
i ako dušu preseca na dvoje
ne odbacuje se lako

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Špiro Bocarić

Špiro Bocarić

Dušan Ilić Duca – Jeleni

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U kom si hotelu noćas odsela?
Napolju zima, sibirska.
Noć otkucava.

Provejava ružan glas o nama.
Sa severa će vetrovi,
Kao vukovi, da osete tvoj trag.
Tuga će metar, dva, da se pomeri,
I snegovi beli da zaveju tvoj prag.

Darlene Keeffe

Darlene Keeffe

Okreni se i idi.
Sad suvišna je svaka reč.
Ti i ja…
Znaš to odavno već.

Da, za nas kasno je.
Kao kazna…

Duša i telo tvoje,
Možda jednom shvatiće,
Da nosim greh, za oboje.

“Faith” is a fine invention – Emily Dickinson

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“Faith” is a fine invention
When Gentlemen can see—
But Microscopes are prudent
In an Emergency.


Vlasnici – Spasoje Joksimović

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vlasniciDani su teški za
Sumanutu unutrašnjost.

I da smo vlasnici
Skupih predmeta, ne bi ih
Znali uklopiti u svoj ambijent.
Ovako, sve što smo priuštili,
Ne trpi promene ispod oblaka.

Srećni,da nije teškoća
Koje su narušile lik,
Umesto da ga preobraze.

Ipak, miris smo
Čičkovog ulja pred san;
Ukras na frižideru i
Omot davnog poklona.

Love Don’t Love Nobody – Eric Clapton

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ClaptonSometimes a girl
Will come and go
You reach for love
But life wont let ya know
That in the end
Youll still be lovin her
But then shes gone
Youre all alone

Sign of pain
Is on my face, well
My hearbeat stops
But I wont take the blame, no no
I gave her all the love I had within
My love was strong
Somethin went wrong, no! no!

It takes a fool to learn
Yes sir
That love don’t love nobody
Love love love love love love
It takes a fool to learn
Yes it does, girl
That love don’t love no one
That love don’t love no one
It takes a fool to learn
Stop to think about it, well
That love don’t love nobody
Oh! Oh no!
It takes a fool to learn
When youre down and out, shout about it
That love don’t love no more
Tell the world, oooh babe
No more…
Ohhhhhh, babe
It takes a fool to learn
Gotta be more careful about myself
That love don’t love nobody
It takes a fool to learn
Woah baby, took me a long time to learn, to learn, well

That love don’t love no one
It takes a fool to learn
I was a fool, you were a fool
That love don’t love nobody
Now we got love, we need love
It takes a fool to learn

(originally by The Spinners)

Queens Of The Stone Age – Better Living Through Chemistry

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QOTSAMusicBoxBetterLivingpopThe blue pill opens your eyes
Is there a better way?
A new religion prescribed
To those without the faith
A hero holding a knife
And blood is not enough
Is it too late to go back?
Is it too late to go?

There’s no one here (there’s no one here)
And people everywhere (people everywhere)
You’re on your own

Let’s see if I’m hearing this right
You suggest I should take
A never-ending supply
To carry out the day
Your idols burn in the fire
The mob comes crawling up
I’m reclaiming my mind
Destroying everyone

There’s no one here (there’s no one here)
And people everywhere (people everywhere)
You’re all alone

Are you looking for me? – Kabir ( कबीर ) a Poet and Saint from India

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kabirAre you looking for me? I am in the next seat.
My shoulder is against yours.
you will not find me in the stupas, not in Indian shrine
rooms, nor in synagogues, nor in cathedrals:
not in masses, nor kirtans, not in legs winding
around your own neck, nor in eating nothing but

When you really look for me, you will see me
instantly —
you will find me in the tiniest house of time.

Kabir says: Student, tell me, what is God?
He is the breath inside the breath.

Coming back to life – David Gilmour

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Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
Where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone else’s words
dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun

Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of live and the seeds of change were planted

Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but
Irresistable pas-time
I took a heavenly ride through one silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life

I took a heavenly ride trough our silence
I knew the waiting had begin
And headed straight… into the shining sun

High Hopes – Polly Samson/David Gilmour

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Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun

Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide

At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There’s a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we’ve been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever

High Hopes Victor Bregeda

High Hopes Victor Bregeda