šapat glazbe
Volim
...kad ga vidim
...kada me nježno poljubi
...kada osjetim njegov dodir na svojoj koži
...kada vodimo ljubav
...kada sjedne kraj mene, sluša me kako sviram i stavi svoje ruke oko mog struka
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Zašto ja imam tako veliku potrebu za glazbom? Zašto se osjećam prazno ako ne provedem barem dva sata dnevno za klavirom? Zašto se klavir tako snažno upija moje emocije? Volim ispucati svu energiju na njemu. Zasvirati nešto meni jako drago i posebno...
A imam samo 17 godina, osjećam se tako malenom , kao da sam prebrzo odrasla.
27.06.2006. u 20:02 |
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Moram i ja prvi puta
Mislila sam da neću pisati o tome kao je i meni prvi puta na blogu...ali moram se predstaviti na neki način, makar dio mene ne želi. Bolje neka me drugi upoznaju bolje.
Sviram klavir i obožavam ga. Najljepše je sjediti i svirati kada prva ustaneš ujutro, odšuljaš se do klavira, vani je tmurno i pada kiša, a ti sjedneš za klavir i nježno položiš prste na njega i zasviraš nešto u skladu s vremenom. A nakon toga ti počnu suze kliziti niz lice i ne znaš jeli to od sreće ili od tuge. 
25.06.2006. u 14:16 |
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Jednostavno ja
Nemam što reći osim da volim glazbu i volim se zatvoriti u svoju sobu i biti sama sa svojim klavirom. Da , jako sam depresivna osoba , nemam lijepa sjećanja na obitelj i to je to. Ne mogu se skrivati, bit ću ono što jesam.
Stairway to heaven je pjesma koja me možda čak najbolje opisuje...
U mojoj glavi su...
Led Zeppelin : Stairway to heaven
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
And when she gets there she knows if the stores are closed
With a word she can get what she came for
Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
And you know sometimes words have two meanings
In the tree by the brook there's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven
Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a feeling I get when I look to the west
And my spirit is crying for leaving
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
And the voices of those who stand looking
Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
And it's whispered that soon, if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forest will echo with laughter
And it makes me wonder
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow
Don't be alarmed now
It's just a spring clean for the May Queen
Yes there are two paths you can go by
but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Your head is humming and it won't go because you don't know
The piper's calling you to join him
Dear lady can't you hear the wind blow and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our souls
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll
Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
And when she gets there she knows if the stores are closed
With a word she can get what she came for
And she's buying a stairway to heaven, uh uh uh.
Dream Theatre: Another Day
Live another day
Climb a little higher
Find another reason to stay
Ashes in your hands
Mercy in your eyes
If you're searching for a silent
sky...
You won't find it here
Look another way
You won't find it here
So die another day
The coldness of this words
The message in his silence,
"Face the candle to the
wind..."
This distance in my voice
Isn't leaving you a choice
So if you're looking for a time
to run away...
You won't find it here
Look another way
You won't find it here
So try another day
They took pictures of our
dreams
Ran to hide behind the stairs
And said maybe when it's right
for you, they'll fall
But if they don't come down
Resist the need to pull them in
And throw them away
Better to save the mystery
Than surrender to the secret
You won't find it here
Look another way
You won't find it here
So try another day