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    Jazz

    in Muzika

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    Samo da se nadovežem na "Filmsku muziku" - ovu verziju sam zaboravio a i više pripada ovde...

     

     

    Blagi Bože ... :23:

    Svastara

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    Fugu riba, iako jedna od najotrovnijih vrsta na planeti, u Japanu, Kini i Korejama se smatra izuzetnim delikatesom... Otrovni su samo neki unutrašnji organi, kao i koža.

    Žrtve najčešće umiru gušenjem, usled paralize mišića dijafragme. Protivotrov ne postoji, a smrtni slučajevi su zabeleženi usled nestručnog odvajanja otrovnih organa prilikom pripreme ribe za ishranu. Zbog toga je uvedeno da ovu ribu mogu da spremaju isključivo posebno obučeni i licencirani kuvari.

     

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    Vintage: Pesme iz starih filmova

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    Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
    Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
    Like a snowball down a mountain, or a carnival balloon
    Like a carousel that's turning running rings around the moon
    Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
    And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
    Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind!
    Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own
    Down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone
    Like a door that keeps revolving in a half forgotten dream
    Or the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream
    Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
    And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
    Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind!
    Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head
    Why did summer go so quickly, was it something that you said?
    Lovers walking along a shore and leave their footprints in the sand
    Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand?
    Pictures hanging in a hallway and the fragment of a song
    Half remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong?
    When you knew that it was over you were suddenly aware
    That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of her hair!
    Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
    Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
    As the images unwind, like the circles that you find
    In the windmills of your mind!

     

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