Kakorkoli…

Še zadnjič, pol dam pa mir s temi sentiši in naj grejo skupaj z njim na daljšo pot okoli sveta. Ampak tale zveza

fališ mi do bola

je pa najlepša Gibotova fraza ever! Pesem pa njegova-moja.

Ovo mi je škola i drugi puta ču pametnije
jer fališ mi do bola i znam da biče još i bolnije
jer svaka ljubav nova ruši vjeru u tebe
ovo mi je škola i drugi puta ču pametnije

Koje su to riječi što su meni sišle s usana
ne poznajem ni jednu šsto bi kazni ovoj bila jednaka
jer su osveta i ponos dvije sestre blizanke, rodjene u ponoč
jedna malo prije, druga kasnije

Gibonni, Ovo mi je škola

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cZgeWKSV2UE

Baby when I met you there was peace unknown
I set out to get you with a fine tooth comb
I was soft inside
There was something going on
You do something to me that I can’t explain
Hold me closer and I feel no pain
Every beat of my heart
We got something going on
Tender love is blind
It requires a dedication
All this love we feel needs no conversation
We can ride it together , ah ha
Making love with each other , ah ha

Islands in the stream
That is what we are
No one in between
How can we be wrong
Sail away with me
To another world
And we rely on each other , ah ha
From one lover to another , ah ha

I can’t live without you if the love was gone
Everything is nothing when you got no one
And you walk in the night
Slowly losing sight of the real thing
But that won’t happen to us and we got no doubt
Too deep in love and we got no way out
And the message is clear
This could be the year for the real thing
No more will you cry
Baby I will hurt you never
We start and end as one
In love forever
We can ride it together , ah ha
Making love with each other , ah ha

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lixDK_tMEhE&feature=related

Vlado Kreslin.

Njegov koncert vsake kvatre pač moram doživeti. Da spet malo odplavam v mislih, se potopim v čudežno spojene besede in melodije in ga preprosto gledam, opazujem, požiram. Meni je pač slovenski no.1, odkar smo v srednji šoli slepo sledile vsakemu njegovemu koncertu, pesmi preigravale na kitarah, “Od višine se zvrti” je pa itak bila naša himna, ob kateri smo doživljale pravi mali trans.

Vrhunec njegove glasbe sem doživela nekega leta v Cankarjevem domu, kjer bi je bilo tako lepo, da si ne upam več iti, da ne pokvarim tistih občutkov - večkrat kot ne je podvajanje pač odveč. Včeraj pa je Plesni forum v Celju v svojem zanimivem in prijetnem ambientu na obisku imel Vladeka z Malimi bogovi in po nekem čudežu sem se tam znašla tudi jaz v povsem ustrezni družbi. Sem zelo vesela, da smo tja prišli z dvokomadno zamudo, ker je bila tista mala dvorana zasedena do zadnjega polovičnosedečega položaja, zato smo se znašli na “balkonu,” od koder smo bili z nastopajočimi že skoraj v intimnem pasu. Ekola - slikica (pazi na Kreslinovo senco v ozadju).

Your fingertips against my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind in my chase
You sang me Spanish lullabies
The sweetest sadness in your eyes
Clever trick

I never wanna see you unhappy
I thought you want the same for me
Goodbye my almost lover
Goodbye my hopeless dream
I’m trying not to think about you
Can’t you just let me be?
So long my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
Should’ve known you’d bring me heartbreak
Almost lovers always do

We walked along a crowded street
You took my hand and danced with me
In the shade
And when you left you kissed my lips
You told me you’d never ever forget these images
No …

I cannot go to the ocean
I cannot try the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
So you’re gonna and I’m haunted
And I bet you are just fine
I’ll make it there
You walk right in and out of my life…

(A fine frenzy, Almost lover, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lsWsasqIoyk)

Včasih pesem pove več kot spisi besed, le zakaj bi jih zato izgubljali…