80-te i 90-te - MUZIKA

[obi-wan]

 

[obi-wan]

Onomad nas podseti @Драшко, pa da postavimo i ovde ovo remek-delo...

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[obi-wan]

I ovo od nje...

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[obi-wan]

 

[obi-wan]

Hvala @Srdjan Kotur na podsecanju...

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[obi-wan]

I ovde hvala @ana čarnojević na podsecanju...

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[Ćiriličar]

Inspirisana sukobom protestanata i katolika u Irskoj

Mother doesn't know where love has gone
She says it must be youth that keeps us feeling strong
See it in her face that's turned to ice
And when she smiles
She shows the lines of sacrifice

And now I know what they're saying
As our sun begins to fade
And we made our love on wasteland and through the barricades

Father made my history
He fought for what he thought would set us somehow free
He taught me what to say in school

I learned it off by heart
But now that's torn in two
And now I know what they're saying
In the music of the parade
And we made our love on wasteland and through the barricades

Born on different sides of life
But we feel the same and feel all of this strife
So come to me when I'm asleep
And we'll cross the line and dance upon the streets

And now I know what they're saying
As the drums begin to fade
And we made our love on wasteland and through the barricades

Oh, turn around and I'll be there
Well there's a scar right through my heart
But I'll bare it again
Oh, I thought we were the human race
But we were just another borderline case

And the stars reach down
And tell us that there's always one escape
Oh, I don't know where love has gone
And in this troubled land desperation keeps us strong

Friday's child is full of soul
With nothing left to lose
There's everything to go
And now I know what they're saying
It's a terrible beauty we've made
So we make our love on wasteland and through the barricades

And now I know what they're saying
As our hearts go to their graves
And we made our love on wasteland and through the barricades

[obi-wan]

Jos jedna verzija gornje muzike "I Drove All Night"...

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[Драшко]

Управо сада, obi-wan рече

Jos jedna verzija gornje muzike "I Drove All Night"...

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meni draza iako je Roj bolji muzicar

[obi-wan]

Управо сада, Драшко рече

meni draza iako je Roj bolji muzicar

Isto takodje...

[Драшко]

KAd porastem bicu Simon le Bon

Inace kad sam pre dve godine dobio vizu za UK, dosao sam kuci, hvalio Boga do zemlje i skakao do plafona ko jagnje uz ovo!

 

[Драшко]

пре 19 минута, Ćiriličar рече

Inspirisana sukobom protestanata i katolika u Irskoj

Mother doesn't know where love has gone
She says it must be youth that keeps us feeling strong
See it in her face that's turned to ice
And when she smiles
She shows the lines of sacrifice

And now I know what they're saying
As our sun begins to fade
And we made our love on wasteland and through the barricades

Father made my history
He fought for what he thought would set us somehow free
He taught me what to say in school

I learned it off by heart
But now that's torn in two
And now I know what they're saying
In the music of the parade
And we made our love on wasteland and through the barricades

Born on different sides of life
But we feel the same and feel all of this strife
So come to me when I'm asleep
And we'll cross the line and dance upon the streets

And now I know what they're saying
As the drums begin to fade
And we made our love on wasteland and through the barricades

Oh, turn around and I'll be there
Well there's a scar right through my heart
But I'll bare it again
Oh, I thought we were the human race
But we were just another borderline case

And the stars reach down
And tell us that there's always one escape
Oh, I don't know where love has gone
And in this troubled land desperation keeps us strong

Friday's child is full of soul
With nothing left to lose
There's everything to go
And now I know what they're saying
It's a terrible beauty we've made
So we make our love on wasteland and through the barricades

And now I know what they're saying
As our hearts go to their graves
And we made our love on wasteland and through the barricades

dobra grupa ali je pesma dosadna

U2 iako mi nisu simpa imaju mnogo jacu pesmu o Ulsteru i celoj prici

Bloody Sunday

[Драшко]

Ultravox je umetnost

prevazilazi pop pravac

 

[Istopljeni kamen]

 

[obi-wan]