Pesme....

Dakle, ovde neka pishu svi koji pishu pesme... Kakve god da su...
Za pochetak, jedna moja bzvz pesmica napisana za 5 min....

Pivska

Sveti napitak u chashi se penusha,
od ovog pica Djole se gnusha,
Skinuh zatvarach i poteche pena,
Uz njega slusha se chak i Lepa Brena,
Mehurici, akohol, dobar ukus jechma,
Svetlozlatna technost iz flashe je potekla,
Vopi je zakon to svaki kloshar zna,
Bez njega nam je sudbina mrachna i zla.


Ref: Uz pivo je sve happy(hepi),
Uz pivo smo svi lepi,
Uz pivo se bre leti,
Bez piva je smor,
Uz pivo cu sve hteti,
Uz pivo pajkan preti,
Za pivo cu sve dati,
Bez piva je smor!

Penusha se i smrdi, znaj da to je to,
Hladno pivo ne odbija skoro niko,
Skopsko, Jelen, Nishko, apatinko Beck's,
Zajecharsko il' MB, vazno da je pivo!
Ali znajte,vopi sluzi i za to,
da Chapa napravi frizuru,
ne zna ni on shto!
Bure, chasha, flasha, nije vazno to,
Sve dok ima piva, ostalo ce veselo!


Ref: Uz pivo je sve happy(hepi),
Uz pivo smo svi lepi,
Uz pivo se bre leti,
Bez piva je smor,
Uz pivo cu sve hteti,
Uz pivo pajkan preti,
Za pivo cu sve dati,
Bez piva je smor!

evo jedne moje u stilu Block Out-a

"Odlazish"

Poverljive priche slushash,
A onda ih preprichavash.
Kasnije ih za hleb cinkarish,
Bezish... ali iza sebe trag ostavish.

Klekni i pomoli se svom bezimenom Bogu,
Da svi tvoji grehovi odu.
Strah te je na njih da pomislish,
Nestajesh... odlazish...

Streljachki vod gledaj u lice,
Neka osete deo krivice.
Pogled protiv pogleda,
Olovna zrna protiv tela.

Poslednji put se pomoli svom bezimenom Bogu,
Da tvoji bolovi prodju.
Polako ali sigurno za svoje grehe krvarish,
Nestajesh... odlazish...

Biraj put svoga kraja.
Ti bi do Raja, idesh u Pakao,
Komprovis je napravljen,
Pravac Nishtavilo.

Ovde ti je lakshe,
Sve ostavish
I sve zaboravish.
Nestajesh... Nema te...
Odlazish...

It's a wonderful world
And you take and you give
And the sun fills the sky
In the space where you live

It's a day full of dreams
It's a dream of a day
And the joy that it brings
Nearly sweeps her away

It's a wonderful world
As the buildings fall down
And you quicken your step
'til your feet leave the ground
And you're soaring above
All the sorrow below
And you're falling in love
With those you don't know

And your heart feels so wide
And your heart fills so strong
It was never a place
That you felt you belonged

It's a wonderful world
Full of wonderful things
And the people fall down
And abandon their dreams

(I hear him, he's talking out loud
Sometimes he whistles while walking
How could he know any better?
I weep for him, I weep for him now)

It's a wonderful world
It's a real crying shame
Cos she's hurting herself
In a violent way
And there's people she knows
That won't even try
And they're trapped in their lives
Feeling terrified
And it's in times like these
That she promised to call
But the scale of our love
Is diminished and small

It's a wonderful world
And she doesn't know why
She wakes up each day
And continues to cry

(He's sleeping his troubles away
He's finding it too hard to bear
I'm with him every step of the way
I weep for him, I weep for him now)

It's a wonderful world
And you take and you give
And the sun fills the sky
In the space where you live

Artist: Bono and the MDH Band Lyrics
Song: Never Let Me Go Lyrics


Wow. After I jumped, it ocurred to me.
Life is perfect. Life is the best, full of magic,
beauty, opportunity, and television.
And surprises...lot's of surprises, yeah.
And then there's the best stuff, of course.
Better than anything anyone ever made up,
'cause it's real.

You take a stranger by the hand
A man who doesn't understand
His wildest dreams

You walk across the dirty sand
And offer him an ocean
Of what he's never seen

Maybe I was blind
Or I, I might have closed my eyes
Maybe I was dumb
But what I forgot to say
If you didn't know
Is never let me go

Never let me go
Never let me go
Never let me go

You run from love and don't believe
Unless it catches you by the heel
That even then, you struggle

From red I learned to cross the strand
Your footprints still there in the sand
Everything else, washed away

I may not be alone
Oh I, I may have found my home
I may have lost my way
But what I forgot to say
If you didn't know
Is never let me go

Never let me go
Never let me go

!

Ti i ja... Ligatura koja nas spaja...
Duzina nas spaja a taktica razdvaja.
Zivimo u odvojenim carstvima i razvijamo svoje priche
koje vremenom sve vishe jedna na drugu liche.

Godinu dana srece
samo preludijum kratak
koji nas vodi u neshto vece,
jedan kontrapunktski zadatak...

Razvijamo se sve vishe u takt, dvotakt, temu...
Gradimo novu melodiju i neku slozenu shemu...
Preplicu nam se motivi, imitacija je na oktavi,
samo... Ko je ovde veliki a ko mali?

Nadjimo se na kvinti ili kvarti izmedju nas,
spojicemo se u jedan i ne treba nam drugi glas.
Orgelpunkt moze i do sutra da svira,
igramo se muzikom i niko ne moze da nas dira!

Radimo timski, nastavi, samo se smeshi....
Kad jedan zbog nechega povisi, ovaj drugi sve razreshi.
Dugachka ce biti ova nasha fuga..
Dva glasa kao jedan, dva najbolja druga..

Dolaze modulacije, i kulminacija nas cheka,
mozemo da "arpedjujemo" pa i pola veka...
O kadenci ne razmishljajmo, daleko je ona tamo,
javi se po neka ali varljiva to je samo.

Ova krajnja desice se kad nestane papira,
vodice do svetlog tvoj i mog mira.
Melodija vesela bice i nezna kao perca...
Kadencirajuci, dominanta, tonika... Pikadijska terca.

By: Kylie

Iskashljavam povisilice, iz nosa istresem oznake za tempo, kad kinem iz ushiju mi izlaze kljuchevi... Pomislim bice bolje ako izadjem na svez vazduh...
Napolju Sunce, muzika mi se chuje iz levog dzepa, hladno pivo svira ali moje ochi traze drugu muziku. Na nebu crveno zuto zelena duga od linijskog sistema koji cheka da se ispuni, svuda oko mene notice koje skakucu ili lete... Koracham i berem jednu po jednu, spajam ih u kompoziciju za tebe. Istresoh jedan veseli tempo iz nosa i pocheh da stavljam note u korpicu.
Ne prestajem da kijam, kljuchevi se menjaju, kompozicija ce biti teshka za chitanje ali prijatna za dushu.
Bolesna od ljubavi, nastavljam da kashljem, oko mene ljudi idu... nigde... Svaki njihov korak - moja nova teza, a niko od njih nije bitan ni za mene ni moju kompoziciju. O chemu pricham? Shta je ovo? Halucinacija od bolesti? Ili muzike? Ili ljubavi? ...
Molim se TEBI, presvetli durski tonalitetu, ne zelim nikada da ozdravim!

By: Kylie