Absolute Beginners


I've nothing much to offer
There's nothing much to take
I'm an absolute beginner
And I'm absolutely sane
As long as we're together
The rest can go to hell
I absolutely love you
But we're absolute beginners
With eyes completely open
But nervous all the same

If our love song
Could fly over mountains
Could laugh at the ocean/sail over heartaches
Just like the films
There's no reason
To feel all the hard times
To lay down the hard lines
It's absolutely true

Nothing much could happen
Nothing we can't shake
Oh we're absolute beginners
With nothing much at stake
As long as you're still smiling
There's nothing more I need
I absolutely love you
But we're absolute beginners
But if my love is your love
We're certain to succeed


David Bowie

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Osmi Putnik - (Glasno, Glasnije, 1987) - Krive staze sam gazio

Sebe dugo sam trazio
Precicom znanom zalutao
Pred mojim vratima
Ona je cekala ranjenog jelena.

Krive staze sam gazio
Stotinu puta posrnuo
U svojim snovima
Ona je cuvala ranjenog jelena.


Gdje mi je pamet bila
Pa da nisam vidio njene poglede
Kao svila bile su njene utjehe.
Gdje mi je pamet bila
Pa da nisam shvatio kako je trpila
Zbog svoga ranjenog jelena.


Toga jutra sam stigao
Svjestan da sam zakasnio
Pred mojim vratima
Njenih tragova nema, nema nikoga.

A ja i dalje gazim
Snijegove duboke, koprive i dukate
Na svijetu jedina
Ona je cekala ranjenog jelena.

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Osvaja
i - Maska (sam)

Zadnji je cas pre potopa
a meni brod vec izmice
na vratu zubi, strah i bol
zagrizi jece, kraj nek bude price

Skini mi laz sa ociju
tu masku znam od ranije
ako si prava ostani
a ako nisi uzalud te krijem

Necu da molim, znas ti dobro to
i posle tebe bicu ponovo

Sam, ja znam
ako sad odes ostacu zauvek
sam, ja znam
krecem ka dnu gde mnogo puta
bio sam.

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It doesn't really matter


It doesn't really matter that I loved you
How many reasons call
It doesn't really matter at all
It doesn't really matter that I failed to
Break down your father's wall
It doesn't really matter at all

Why tell me you don't understand when you do
I thought I had something to say

But it doesn't really matter at all...

I changed my name to be rid of the things that I want from you
It's strange but the name is a name and the truth is a truth

Oh, there is always, always someone there to remind me

So I learn to live with shame
I tell myself I feel no pain
But I do and if I have to tell you

Then it doesn't really matter at all...

And it's no good looking back
Because time is a thief and I believe that I'm too old for that
We're just saying the things that we have said forever

It doesn't really matter that I loved you
How many reasons fall
It's too bad
It really doesn't matter at all


George Michael

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Rade Serbedzija - (Zaboravi, 1996) - Nedaj se Ines

(Napisao Arsen Dedi)

Nedaj se Ines,nedaj se godinama moja Ines.
Drukcijim pokretima i navikama,
jer jos ti je soba topla, prijatan raspored
i rijetki predmeti...
Imala si vise ukusa od mene
tvoja soba... divota
Gazdarica ti je u bolnici
uvjek si se razlikovala po
boji papira svojih pisama,po poklonima,
pratila me sljedeceg jutra oko 9 do stanice
i rusi se zeleni autobus tjeran jesenjim vjetrom kao list niz jednu Beogradsku padinu.
U vecernjem sam odijelu,i opkoljen pogledima
Nedaj se mladosti moja, nedaj se Ines.
Dugo je pripremano nase poznanstvo
i onda slucajno uz vrucu rakiju i sa svega nekoliko recenica lose prekrivena zelja
tvoj je nacin gospodje i obrazi seljanke
prostakuso i plemkinjo moja...
A tvoje grudi, krevet i moja soba objesena u zraku kao narandza, kao narandzasta svjetiljka nad zelenom i modrom vodom Zagreba
proletirskih brigada trideset i devet
kod Krkovic.Pokisla ulica od prozora dalje
i sum predvecernjih tramvaja...
Lijepi trenutci nostalgije,ljubavi i siromastva,
Upotreba zajednicke kupaonice
i molim vas ako me tko trazi...
Ne daj se ines
Evo me ustajem tek da okrenem plocu
dali je to nepristojno u ovakvom casu, Mozart, Requiem, Agnus Dei,
Meni je ipak najdrazi pocetak...
raspolazem s jos milion njeznih i bezobraznih trenutaka nase mladosti,
koja nas provlastitim ocima
vara, krade i napusta,
Nedaj se ines.Poderi pozivnicu,
otkazi veceru,prevari muza odlazeci da se pocesljas u nekom boljem hotelu...
Dodirni me ispod stola koljenom,
generacijo moja,ljubavnice.
Znam da ce jos biti mladoti,ali ne vise ovakve u prosjeku tisucu devetsto trideset osma,ja necu imati skim ostati mlad,ako svi ostarite,i ta ce mi mladost tesko past,a bit ce ipak da ste vi u pravu jer sam sam na ovoj obali koju ste napustili i predali bezvoljno A ponovo pocinje kisa,kao sto vec
kisni listopad,na otocima more od olova
i nebo od borova,udaljeni glasovi koji se mjesaju glas majke, prijatelja, kceri , ljubavnice, roda, brata ...
Na brzinu pokupljeno rublje pred kisu
i nestale svjetlastom bjelinom , jos malo setnje uz more i gotovo
Nedaj se Ines...

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Rade Serbedzija - Sjeti se Barbara

Sjeti se Barbara
Bez prestanka je kisilo nad Brestom toga dana
A ti si hodala nasmijana
Rascvjetana ocarana pokapana
Pod kisom
Sjeti se Barbara
Bez prestanka je kisilo nad Brestom
A ja sam te sreo u ulici Sijama
Smijesila si se
A ja, ja sam se isto tako smijesio
Sjati se Barbara
Ti koju ja nisam poznavao
Ti koja me nisi poznavala
Sjeti se
Sjeti se ipak tog dana
Ne zaboravi
Neki se covjek pod trijemom sklonio
I on te zvao po imenu
Barbara
I ti si potrcala k njemu pod kisom
Pokapana ocarana rascvjetana
I njemu se bacila u narucaj
Sjeti se tog Barbara
I ne ljuti se na mene ako ti kazem ti
Ja kazem ti svima koje volim
Pa i onda ako sam ih vidio samo jedanput
Ja kazem ti svima koji se vole
Pa i onda ako ih ne poznajem
Sjeti se Barbara
Ne zaboravi
Onu pametnu i sretnu kisu
Na tvome sretnom licu
Nad onim sretnim gradom
Onu kisu nad morem
Nad arsenalom
Nad brodom iz Quessanta
O Barbara
Kakve li bljezgarije rat
Sto je od tebe postalo sada
Pod ovom kisom od zeljeza
Od vatre celika krvi
A onaj koji te u svom stiskao zagrljaju
Zaljubljeno
Da li je mrtav nestao ili jos uvijek zivi
O Barbara
Bez prestanka kisi nad Brestom
Kao sto je kisilo onda
Ali to vise nije isto i sve je upropasteno
Ovo je kisa od strasne i neutjesne zalosti
Ovo vise nije ni oluja
Od zeljeza celika krvi
Posve jednostavno oblaci
Koji crkavaju kao stenad
Stenad sto nestaje uzvodno nad Brestom
I odlazi da trune daleko
Daleko veoma daleko od Bresta
od koga ne ostaje nista

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Rade Serbedzija - Modra rijeka

Nikto ne zna gdje je ona
Malo znamo al je znano
Iza gore iza dola
Iza sedam iza osam
I jos hudje i jos ludje
Preko mornih preko gorkih
Preko gloga preko drace
Preko zege preko stege
Preko slutnje preko sumnje
Iza devet iza deset
I jos dublje i jos jace
Iza sutnje iza tmace
Gdje pijetlovi ne pjevaju
Gdje se ne zna za glas roga
I jos hudje i jos ludje
Iza uma iza boga
Ima jedna modra rijeka
Siroka je duboka je
Sto godina siroka je
Tisuc ljeta duboka jest
O duljini i ne sanjaj
Tma i tmusa neprebolna
Ima jedna modra rijeka
Ima jedna modra rijeka
Valja nama preko rijeke

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Indexi - Voljela je sjaj u travi

Voljela je sjaj u travi, Lorku i Bodlera
Zivjela u svijetu pjesme, ranjiva i njezna
Mastala je ovdje mirno, sasvim izvan svijeta
Sva je bila moja, moja, moja, a ipak daleka

Ne trazi me, nemoj, nemoj, nemoj nikad zvati
Zaboravi, sto je nekad bilo neces naci
Sad si u zivotu i morala bi znati
Nema vise nikog da ti vrati sjaj u travi

Voljela je sjaj u travi, a sada je zena
Spustio se ovaj zivot na ramena njena
Iako je dusa njena pjesmom zanesena
Vizija iz snova, snova, snova obicna je zelja

Ne trazi me, nemoj, nemoj, nemoj nikad zvati
Zaboravi, sto je nekad bilo neces naci
Sad si u zivotu i morala bi znati
Nema vise nikog da ti vrati sjaj u travi

Ne trazi me, nemoj, nemoj, nemoj nikad zvati
Zaboravi, sto je nekad bilo neces naci
Sad si u zivotu i morala bi znati
Prestani da sanjas i da trazis sjaj u travi

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Story of the Blues


My baby she left me, my baby she's gone.
My sweet little angel has spread her wings and flown.
Can't think of a reason for going on.
From this day I will play the blues.

She said it was over, this time it's the end.
Bad luck and trouble gonna be my only friend.
I still can't believe it, after all we've been through.
Everyday I will play the blues.

Everybody knows what the blues is all about.
It's a pain you can't live with.
It's a woman you can't live without.
She came from Chicago.
She read me the news.
In the headlines was a story of the blues.

They say a broken heart can always mend.
Time is the healer and sadness will end.
But I've done so much crying, when will I laugh again?
Till that day I will play the blues.

Everybody knows what the blues is all about.
It's a pain you can't live with.
It's a woman you can't live without.
Could have cried me a river
when they told me the news.
On that day was a story of the blues.


Gary Moore

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I Look at You


Sometimes I feel so lonely.
Sometimes I feel so lost.
Sometimes there seems so many
bridges to be crossed.


But then I look at you,
and I realize.
But then I look at you,
that it's all worth while.


Sometimes I feel I'm losin'.
Sometimes I just can't win.
Sometimes I feel like cryin'
and I just hold it in.


But then I look at you,
look at you and I realize.
When I look at you,
that it's all worth while.


When I look into your eyes,
I see the signs of the love you have inside.
It's hard to hide.
You're my life, you're my reason for living.
It's so right, all this love you've been giving.
Day and night, I'm always with you.
And it's all worth while.


Sometimes I feel I'm losin'.
Sometimes I just can't win.
Sometimes I feel like cryin'
and I just hold it in.


But then I look at you,
I look at you and I realize.
I realize.
When I look at you,
when I look at you,
that it's all worth while,
all worth while.


But then I look at you,
I look at you and I realize.
I realize.
When I look at you,
open my eyes,
that it's all worth while.


Gary Moore

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