LaG Posted June 4, 2005 Report Share Posted June 4, 2005 (edited) In December, 1932, a down and out Hungarian named Reszo Seress was trying to make a living as a songwriter in Paris, but kept failing miserably. All of his compositions failed to impress the music publishers of France, but Seress carried on chasing his dream nevertheless. He was determined to become an internationally famous songwriter. His girlfriend had constant rows with him over the insecurity of his ambitious life. She urged him to get a full-time 9 to 5 job, but Seress was uncompromising. He told her he was to be a songwriter or a hobo, and that was that. One afternoon, things finally came to a head. Seress and his fianc Edited June 4, 2005 by LaG Quote neka osoba glupak hehe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted June 4, 2005 Report Share Posted June 4, 2005 laga za moderatora! sjajan post.. http://www.klanrur.rs/~ivan/zika/billie holiday - gloomy sunday.mp3 ne odgovaram za posledice slušanja. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
byp_ Posted June 4, 2005 Report Share Posted June 4, 2005 kako ta zena peva. jebote. kul topic. ;> Quote i fuck my fans. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest sinister Posted June 5, 2005 Report Share Posted June 5, 2005 (edited) stvarno extra prica... aj nek se javi neko ko je skinuo i odslusao Edited June 5, 2005 by sinister Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sajro Posted June 5, 2005 Report Share Posted June 5, 2005 predivno. sve shto mogu retji a i sve shto je potrebno da se kaze za ovu stvar. slusham je 6. put za redom.. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LaG Posted June 5, 2005 Author Report Share Posted June 5, 2005 nashao sam prevedene rechi originala LITERAL ENGLISH TRANSLATION: It is autumn and the leaves are falling All love has died on earth The wind is weeping with sorrowful tears My heart will never hope for a new spring again My tears and my sorrows are all in vain People are heartless, greedy and wicked... Love has died! The world has come to its end, hope has ceased to have a meaning Cities are being wiped out, shrapnel is making music Meadows are coloured red with human blood There are dead people on the streets everywhere I will say another quiet prayer: People are sinners, Lord, they make mistakes... The world has ended! Quote neka osoba glupak hehe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
byp_ Posted June 5, 2005 Report Share Posted June 5, 2005 brate. slusao nekoliko puta. mnogo dobro. ta zena jede decu. nisam imao ne znam kakav osecaj depresije. ali ono. da je depresivna. jeste. ;> Quote i fuck my fans. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
exile Posted June 5, 2005 Report Share Posted June 5, 2005 Bas je vesela pesmica, skroz kulj :) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
VELIKI KURAC Posted June 5, 2005 Report Share Posted June 5, 2005 (edited) ... Edited November 25, 2021 by VELIKI KURAC Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted June 5, 2005 Report Share Posted June 5, 2005 postaće pesma retardirana.. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Longleyy Posted June 5, 2005 Report Share Posted June 5, 2005 Sad sam se skenjo :(( , do jaja pesma. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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