Отварам нову тему, јер не могу сад тек тако да променим праксу на старој. Она стара ће бити закључана.
Дакле, од сада, кад линкујете песму коју слушате, ако је качите са јутјуба скратите линк на овом сајту http://goo.gl/ . Тај линк се не ембедује овде и не кочи страницу. Изнад линка напишете име песме и извођача, као и жанр, чисто да мало проширимо сврху теме. А може и неки коментар испод песме шта треба да се ради док је слушаш да би угођај био потпун лоло
Значи, постови би требали да изгледају овако
Himalaya - Sleep жанр: Rock / Psychedelic / Shoegaze http://goo.gl/nkrlL слушати док гањаш ове пахуљице на јутјуб снимку
The Laundry We climb up summits in our lives, in our hearts This infite love mixed with pain The sharing and the instant of happiness Which we keep anchored in ourselves, as if to honor it
I climb up the mountain the same way I climb up my life All those crossed looks, yes, I understood them I've seen in a thousand times, and yet I am still surprised By the beauty of those who made me let go
It's the wordless beauty which transforms an instant Kneeling in the ice, letting what must be done be done I keep inside me the warmth, the taste of the present Of those instants of grace which were you, which were me
They live their ascent, climb up and brave their fear The only prison there is is the one you build inside your heart I take note and learn from it in its brilliant lights The moon, their looks, don't dying before one's time
I preciously keep the experience inside my flesh Coming back to everyday life, which is not so ordinary, either Inside the pages of a book, all those lines which describe me, Everything finishes and comes to an end, after ecstasy come the laundry
It's the wordless beauty which transforms an instant Kneeling in the ice, letting what must be done be done I keep inside me the warmth, the taste of the present Of those instants of grace which were you, which were me
Roped inside my head down to my backpack Little storms are pushing me upwards The cold I'm breathing, I feel myself getting lighter I never saw it coming, with both my feet in the snow
Since then it's become easier, and step after step, If I walk slowly, if I follow someone else, I'll have my entire life, letting what must be done be done That which we climb up, which was you, which was me
It's the wordless beauty which transforms an instant Kneeling in the ice, letting what must be done be done I keep inside me the warmth, the taste of the present Of those instants of grace which were you, which were me
It's the wordless beauty which transforms an instant Kneeling in the ice, letting what must be done be done I keep inside me the warmth, the taste of the present Of those instants of grace which were you, which were me
MAGAZIN- NAJBOLJE STARIJE PJESME
1. KOKOLO 2. KAD U VOJSKU POĐEŠ 3.SVE BI SEKE LJUBILE MORNARE 4. DOŠLO VRIJEME 5. SIMPATIJA 6. PUT PUTUJEM 7. TRI SAM TI ZIME ŠAPTALA IME 8. MINUT SRCA TVOG 9. RANO RANIJE 10. NIKOLA 11. PIŠI MI 12. TI SI ŽELJA MOG ŽIVOTA 13. LJUBE SE DOBRI, LOŠI, ZLI 14. SVE BI ME CURICE LJUBILE 15. OKO MOJE SANJIVO 16. TAMARA 17. BALKANSKA ULICA 18. SIMPATIJA 19. DVA ZRNA GROŽĐA
e taj lik je interesantan.imao je rak mozga valjda, kad se oporavio postao je dj.i 999999999 su bili dobri sad mi se ne svidjaju.ne volim taj hard techno/ali ovde su extra
Ovih dana - uglavnom sviram kurcu, za sitne pare. Bilo baš rodilo dok nije ovo sranje počelo, sad gomila gigova otkazana… imam po datum u junu i julu s nekim flitvud mek tribjutom i toeto. Sad se apskilujem, došao neki bubnjar iz Srbije ovde i shvatio sam da živim u kamenom dobu što se tiče semplovanja i odnosa prema radu uopšte. Jebote koliko je Balkan ispred nas u muzici to je za oplakati.
E da i sviram s nekom babom kantri za line dancing, ono s matricama lol, čevu propo.
Kažu najbolji Grčki pjevač... nešto kao njihov Toma ili Šaban:
Poslušao pjesmu "Ciganin sam al najlepši" i onda pitao AI koja je pjesma na engleskom sa najbližom tematikom. I on mi preporučio ovo. Svidjelo mi se na prvu, jako zarazna pjesma.
