Regjistruar: 03/02/2007
Vendbanimi: Nen hijen tende...!
Mesazhe: 549
Citim:Po citoj ato që tha Gjergj Kastrioti
nqs vazhdon te degjosh Meda nuk ka udhezime sa te jete jeta...
hahaha O Gjergj Kastrioti a me shpate ne krahe po rri a ....zbrite shpaten poshte se nuk kerkova udhezime nga Ti!eshte perzi shund e kiqi krejt edhe Meda eshte fute ne mesin e "bilbilave te Kosoves" ,ekonomi tregu kenga !
hajt kalofsh mire se muziken e degjoj per shije time.
I'm holding on your rope,
Got me ten feet off the ground
I'm hearin what you say but I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down, but wait
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around, and say...
It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I'd take another chance, take a fall
Take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
But it's nothin new
I loved you with a fire red-
Now it's turning blue, and you say...
"Sorry" like the angel heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid...
It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
It's too late to apologize, yeah
I said it's too late to apologize, yeah-
I'm holdin on your rope, got me ten feet off the ground...
INVENTI le mie forme, lo stile
è quello tuo...pose per ore
davanti a te, mi dipingi di sole,
anche se non c'è: a un tratto,
trovo me! INVENTI quei colori,
le ombre su di me. Poi, chiudo
gli occhi sul nome mio, quel che
inventi lo sogni, son sempre io:
mi sento dentro te! Poi, mi scopro
lì a volare il cielo su di me, mentre
la mia mano cerca te. Arrossisci
un po', ma non vuoi più mandarmi
via. ...INVENTI la poesia!
INVENTI quella luce ma sono
gli occhi miei! Mentre ti guardo
io non so più dove finisco io e
cominci tu, il sogno, la realtÃ_.
Ogni volta io rinasco nei pensieri
tuoi, colorato e folle più che mai.
Arrossisci un po', ma non vuoi più
mandarmi via: INVENTI la poesia!
INVENTI la poesia!
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I had seven faces,Thought I knew which one to wear...
Regjistruar: 22/10/2004
Vendbanimi: God is busy, me too...
Mesazhe: 2957
You're gonna hear my voice when i'll shout it out aloud...!
__________________ It is in truth not for glory, nor riches, nor honours that we are fighting, but for freedom - for that alone, which no honest man gives up but with life itself.(Declaration of Arbroath)