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Yasmin Banovan! Prijatelj foruma

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Godine: 59
Datum registracije: 31 Avg 2004 Poruke: 14175 Mesto: zemlja nedodjija

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When A Blind Man Cries
(Blackmore/Gillan/Glover/Lord/Paice)
If you're leaving close the door.
I'm not expecting people anymore.
Hear me grieving, I'm lying on the floor.
Whether I'm drunk or dead I really ain't too sure.
I'm a blind man, I'm a blind man and my world is pale.
When a blind man cries, Lord, you know there ain't no sadder tale.
Had a friend once in a room,
had a good time but it ended much too soon.
In a cold month in that room
we found a reason for the things we had to do.
I'm a blind man, I'm a blind man, now my room is cold.
When a blind man cries, Lord, you know he feels it from his soul
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Yasmin Banovan! Prijatelj foruma

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Godine: 59
Datum registracije: 31 Avg 2004 Poruke: 14175 Mesto: zemlja nedodjija

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Child In Time
(Blackmore/Gillan/Glover/Lord/Paice)
Sweet child in time, you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between the good and the bad
See the blind man, he's shooting at the world
The bullets flying, they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes
You'd better bow your head
Wait for the ricochet
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I'm cryin' for you day and night
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
A-a-ah, a-a-ah
I wanna hear you say
A-a-ah, a-a-ah
Sweet child in time, you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between the good of us and the bad of us
See the blind man, shooting at the world
The bullets flying, they're killing everyone
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes
You'd better bow your head
Wait for the ricochet
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I wanna be inside of you
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
A-a-ah, a-a-ah
I gotta hear you sing
A-a-ah, a-a-ah
- You're only about four foot six, but don't worry about it, 'cause there's always someone smaller than you. You're about seven foot fourteen, don't worry about it either... [indistinguishable] ...there's always someone one million stone heavier than you... [indistinguishable
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Yasmin Banovan! Prijatelj foruma

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Godine: 59
Datum registracije: 31 Avg 2004 Poruke: 14175 Mesto: zemlja nedodjija

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Strange Kind Of Woman
(Blackmore/Gillan/Glover/Lord/Paice)
Alright
There once was a woman
A strange kind of woman
The kind that gets written down in history
Her name was Nancy
Her face was nothing fancy
She left a trail of happiness and misery
I loved her
Everybody loved her
She loved everyone and gave them good return
I tried to take her
I even tried to break her
She said, I ain't for takin' won't you ever learn
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman, yes I have
She looked like a raver
But I could never please her
On Wednesday mornings boy you can't go far
I couldn't get her
But things got better, she said
Saturday nights from now on, baby, you're my star
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman
Ooh, my soul, I love you
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman, yes I have
She finally said she loved me
I wed her in a hurry
No more callers and I glow with pride
I'm dreaming
I feel like screaming
I won my woman just before she died
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, ha ha ha
Ooh, I had a strange kind of woman, yeah
She was so fat
She was the worst thing you've ever seen
Ooh, my soul, I love you, baby
- Hey, thank you, thank you.
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Yasmin Banovan! Prijatelj foruma

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Godine: 59
Datum registracije: 31 Avg 2004 Poruke: 14175 Mesto: zemlja nedodjija

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Black Night
(Blackmore/Gillan/Glover/Lord/Paice)
Black night is not right,
I don't feel so bright,
I don't care to sit tight.
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
that I'm free, free to be me.
Black night is a long way from home.
I don't need a dark tree,
I don't want a rough sea,
I can't feel, I can't see.
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
that I'm free, free to be me.
Black night is a long way from home.
Black night, black night,
I don't need black night,
I can't see dark night.
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
that I'm free, free to be me.
Black night is a long way from home
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Yasmin Banovan! Prijatelj foruma

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Godine: 59
Datum registracije: 31 Avg 2004 Poruke: 14175 Mesto: zemlja nedodjija

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Smoke on the Water
(Blackmore/Gillan/Glover/Lord/Paice)
We all came out to Montreux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with a mobile
We didn't have much time
Frank Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground
Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
Funky Claude was running in and out
Pulling kids out the ground
When it all was over
We had to find another place
But Swiss time was running out
It seemed that we would lose the race
Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
We ended up at the Grand Hotel
It was empty cold and bare
But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside
Making our music there
With a few red lights and a few old beds
We made a place to sweat
No matter what we get out of this
I know we'll never forget
Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
Everywhere
It was tumbling down
Everybody was crying
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Roberto-NS Žderonja

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Datum registracije: 28 Jul 2004 Poruke: 2519

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Burn
The sky is red, I don't understand,
past midnight I still see the land.
People are sayin' the woman is damned,
she makes you burn with a wave of her hand.
The city's a blaze, the town's on fire.
The woman's flames are reaching higher.
We were fools, we called her liar.
All I hear is "Burn!"
I didn't believe she was devil's sperm.
She said, "Curse you all, you'll never learn!
When I leave there's no return."
The people laughed till she said, "Burn!"
Warning came, no one cared.
Earth was shakin', we stood and stared.
When it came no one was spared.
Still I hear "Burn!"
You know we had no time,
we could not even try.
You know we had no time.
You know we had no time,
we could not even try.
You know we had no time.
The sky is red, I don't understand,
past midnight I still see the land.
People are sayin' the woman is damned,
she makes you burn with a wave of her hand.
Warning came, no one cared.
Earth was shakin, we stood and stared.
When it came no one was spared.
Still I hear "Burn!"
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anicca Početnik Domaćeg.de

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Godine: 40
Datum registracije: 31 Mar 2005 Poruke: 96

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Soldier of fortune
I have often told you stories about the way
I lived the life of a drifter waiting for the day
When I'd take your hand and sing you songs
And may be you would say
Come lay with me and love me
And I would surely stay
But I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill going round
Guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune.
Many times I've been a traveller
I looked for something new
In days of old when nights were cold
I wandered without you
Those days I thought my eyes
Had seen you standing near
Though blindness is confusing
It shows that you're not here.
Now I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill going round
Guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune
Yes, I can hear the sound
of a windmill going round
I guess I'll always be
a soldier of fortune.
I guess I'll always be
a soldier of fortune.
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anicca Početnik Domaćeg.de

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Godine: 40
Datum registracije: 31 Mar 2005 Poruke: 96

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Holy man
Called to Madonna
To give me a line
She said boy what have you done
Passing your time with a holy man
Talking of the moon and sun
But I can't tell the difference
Between the fool and wise
Show me a river to follow
Away from all these lies
I've been on my own so long
Won't you lend my your hand
I've been picking up my bones too long
Won't you understand
Called to the Captain
To put me ashore
For it looked like no man's land
Is this the way to follow
I cried as I shook his hand
He told me he had no answer
He didn't really hold the key
I am a simple man
Was all he said to me
I've been on my own so long
Won't you lend me a hand
I've been out in the cold too long
Won't you understand
I've been on the road so long
Won't you lend me your hand
I've been out in the cold too long
Won't you understand
Heard my mother crying
She was calling out my name
Whisper in the dark night
Saying who's to blame
The hourglass keeps turning
With not enough sand to see
I am a holy man
So don't you bother me
I've been on my own so long
Won't you lend me your hand
I've been picking up my bones too long
Won't you understand
I've been on my own so long
Won't you lend my your hand
I've been out in the cold too long
Won't you understand
Call to me
Out in the cold of the night
Don't let me alone
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Godine: 40
Datum registracije: 31 Mar 2005 Poruke: 96

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Gipsy
Tell me gypsy can you see me
In your crystal ball
I'm asking you what can I do
My back's against the wall
And I can't hold on much longer
So I've come to you my friend
For now my life seems at an end
I came to see you once before
One hundred years ago
You took my hand and broke the spell
That should have let me go
But my years have gone so slowly
So I'm here again my friend
For now my life is at an end
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Godine: 40
Datum registracije: 31 Mar 2005 Poruke: 96

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Picturen of innocense
I hear they're trying to make us all the same
It's mind control by any other name
Who's gonna pay the price
For this foolish paradise
Oh:Mamma don't take that train
I hear it said we're headed too far south
Chinese whispers go by word of mouth
Rules for every size and shape
The nag has gone, shut the gate
Once you're in you're never getting out
I'm so misunderstood
There goes my manlihood
She's in my face again
With that picture of innocence
No drinks, No smokes
No dicking around
No dirty jokes
Straight lace, straight face
The old straight jacket
We got no hope
I hear they're gonna try out something new
I can feel it sticking to my shoe
So this is what tomorrow holds
Hopes and dreams are bought and sold
But still the world is misty green and blue
I', so misunderstood
There goes my mannish boyhood
She's in my face again
With that picture of innocence
No deals, No strokes
No forbidden fruit
No holy smoke
What next, no sex
That's the end of the road
That's the end of the road
We got no hope
No drinks, No smokes
No dicking around
No dirty jokes
Straight lace, straight face
The old straight jacket
We got no hope
No deals, No strokes
No forbidden fruit
No holy smoke
What next, no sex
That's the end of the road
We got no hope
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Godine: 40
Datum registracije: 31 Mar 2005 Poruke: 96

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Lalena
When the sun goes to bed
That's the time you raise your head
That's your lot in life Lalena
Can't blame ya, Lalena
Arty tart, la de da
Can your heart get much sadder
That's your lot in life Lalena
Can't blame ya, oh Lalena
Run your hands through your hair
Paint your face with despaire
That's your lot in life Lalena
Can't blame ya, oh Lalena
When the sun goes to bed
That's the time you raise your head
That's your lot in life Lalena
I can't blame ya, oh Lalena
Arty tart, oh so la de da
Can your heart ever get much sadder
That's your lot in life Lalena
I can't blame ya, oh Lalena
Lalena, I can't blame ya Lalena
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Toplica Milan Banovan! Balkanska korida

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Godine: 52
Datum registracije: 20 Jul 2005 Poruke: 6574 Mesto: Senje - Cuprija

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Love Conquers All
Feels like the end
When you're closer to losing your dreams
Than losing a friend
Flying blind
I'm shooting into the dark
Who will I find
Oh girl
And if it takes me a lifetime
I swear I'll tear down every wall
Love conquers all
On my way
Tomorrow I rise with the sun
Soon I'll be gone
Words can't say
How the memories of feelings of love
They linger on
Oh girl
And if it takes me forever
I know it's worth every teardrop that falls
Love conquers all
Somewhere there's a place in your heart
Where the wounds never heal
Well you're not alone
That's just how I feel
Love conquers all
This one will last a lifetime
And if love conquers all
This one will last forever.
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