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Kako je lijepa bila ona dedina zelena lada u vrijeme kad je još bio živ i mirisao na pino silvestre. Uprkos radikalnoj podgoričkoj vrućini (i njenoj konspirativnoj visini/državna tajna) Nofka bi obložila njena sjedišta bijelom jambolijom. I džaba bi je deda parkirao pod borove, kad bi otvorio vrata oslobađala je atomsku energiju.
Čudnije od čudnih detalja je samo to kako oni umiju postati najljepše uspomene.
:: Killers – Shadowplay (Joy Division cover) ::
(To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you, To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for you, Moving through the silence without motion, waiting for you , In a room with a window in the corner I found truth, In the shadowplay acting out your own death, knowing no more, As the assassins all grouped in four lines, dancing on the floor, And with cold steel, odour on their bodies made a move to connect, I could only stare in disbelief as the crowds all left, I did everything, everything I wanted to, I let them use you for their own ends, To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you, To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you...) |
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