Širokosa/Blond Beyond The Sun
Plavi se iznad sunca
Ko brijeg širok poljima snivam
Kosa raspletena nad osmjehom zore
Ovaj svijet više nije tajna
Jer Isterom gonjen rašiva halje obalastoj misli
Nad pregrštima
Raste ko klasjem ispleteno
Novo runo jagnje i bjelina
I plavi se iznad sunca
Ko široko more i svetionici
Rašivena halja
Blond beyond the sun
Like a wide hill dreamt of by the fields
The hair untied above the smile of dawn
The world is no longer a secret
For chased by Ister
It tears the dresses to the bank-like thought
Beyond the armfuls it grows
As if entangled in spikes
A new fur a lamb and the whiteness
And it's blond beyond the sun
Likes wide seas and the lighthouses
A torn dress
1996.
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Related quotes
This World Is Not Conclusion, By Emily Dickinson
This world is not a matter
A dead transition from an earth into a breath
From a breath into an earth
This world unmeasured by an eye
Is neither a view through a magnifying glass
Nor winking at sense
This world is not a game
Of a small and big intelligence
This world a strange link
Despite the chains
Won't go into a circle
Ovaj svijet nije tvar
Mrtvi prelazak iz zemlje u dah
Iz daha u zenlju
Ovaj svijet okom nesagledan
Nije pogled kroz uvecano staklo
Ni namigivanje smislu
Ovaj svijet nije igra
Male i velike pameti
Ovaj svijet karika cudna
Lancima u inat
Nece u krug
1996.
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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At Twilights Beyond The Fields / U Sutonima Iznad Polja
My shadow will reappear
Whispering for long among the spikes
Turning the pages of light
Among the sunflowers
Homelessly dream under the bridges
Outstretch the hand of a beggar
Spread the hands of a child
To make an embrace
Among the clouds with wings so light
My hair will spread
Undone in the lelek of the beginning
Entangled in the treetops
The fire lit within the ring
Will kill me in the hunger of the quest
Note: lelek (Serbian) – screams of mourning
U sutonima iznad polja
Vaskrsnuce opet moja sjen
I dugo klasjem saputati
Medj suncokretima okretati
Stranice svjetlosti
Pod mostovima beskucno sniti
Ispruziti ruke prosjaka
Rasiriti ruke djeteta
Ne bi li bio zagrljaj
Medj oblacima lakokrila
Sirice se moja kosa
Raspletena lelekom pocetka
Zapletena u krosnjama
U obrucu zapaljena vatra
Umorice me gladju traganja
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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When I Was A Tree / Kad Sam Bila Drvo
Dusk beside the willows
I was standing in the light
A sunward hope wrote
Circles of time around my neck
When I was a tree
A deeply rooted curled hope of growth
Knitted a net of the beginning
There was a trunk under a rough core
The hairs drank the water of dawn
Bare boughs nested a prayer
When I was a tree
I was standing still
And all the movements
Were within me
A birds flight around my treetop
An aureole of the sun beyond
Two things I found out
I cannot sing a tree unless I’m a tree
And
There’s no tree unless I sing it
Kad sam bila drvo
Primrak pokraj breza
Stajala sam svjetlost
Pod dodirom obamrla nada
Putanjom sunca biljezila
Godove vremena na mom vratu
Kad sam bila drvo
Duboko u korjenu
Sklupcana snaga rasta
Plela je mrezu pocetka
Pod hrapavom korom stablo
Zilama upilo svu vodu svitanja
U golom granju gnijezdila se molitva
Kad sam bila drvo
Stajala sam nepomicno
A sva su kretanja bila u meni
Let ptice oko moje krosnje
Oreol sunca visoko iznad
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Sitting On Top Of The World
Mississippi river so big and wide, blond haired woman on the other side.
Now shes gone, gone, gone and I dont worry cause Im sitting on top of the world.
I worked all summer, spring and fall, blond haired woman the cause of it all.
Now shes gone, gone, gone and I dont worry cause Im sitting on top of the world.
I saw her in dallas and el paso. said come back baby, I need you so.
Now shes gone, gone, gone and I dont worry cause Im sitting on top of the world.
Mississippi river so big and wide, blond haired woman on the other side.
Now shes gone, gone, gone and I dont worry cause Im sitting on top of the world.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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When I was a tree
within the twiligth beside the willows
I stood the light
with the hope almost dying
under the fingertips
I marked by a sunbeam path
the circles of time around my neck
when I was a tree
deep down in the root
the strength of my growth was squatted
it weaved the web of a beginning
under a rough core the trunk
sucked in all the water of a dawn
within the bare boughs there nested
a prayer of mine for the end
the leaves like mirrors reflected the sky
when I was a tree
I stood motionless
and all the movements were there within
the flight of a bird around my treetop
an aureole of the sun high up
the piercing of the wind through the boughs
all the penetrations deep into the ground
when I was a tree
within the twilight beside the willows
all I stood was the light
and I knew
I cannot sing a tree unless I am a tree
and there is no tree unless I sing it
kad sam bila drvo
u primraku pokraj breza
stajala sam svjetlost
pod dodirom obamrla nada
putanjom sunca bilježila
godove vremena na mom vratu
kad sam bila drvo
duboku u korijenju
sklupčana snaga rasta
plela je mrežu početka
pod hrapavom korom stablo
žilama upilu svu vodu svitanja
u golom granju gnijezdila se
molitva moja za kraj
a lišće kao ogledala
presijava nebo
kad sam bila drvo
stajala sam nepomično
a sva su kretanja bila u meni
let ptice oko moje krošnje
oreol sunca visoko iznad
probijanje vjetra kroz granje
sva poniranja duboko u zemlju
kad sam bila drvo
u sumraku pored breza
stajala sam samo svjetlost
i znala
ne mogu pjevati drvo ako nisam drvo
i nema drveta osim ako ga ne ispjevam
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Last night
Last night I asked the drop
what nobody had dared to ask before
I said
come on, isn't it time you washed my face
isn't it time you stopped falling in tears
isn't it time for me to drink you
isn't it time for you to touch me
isn't it time for me to see the world within you
come on, what are you waiting for
why don't you finally fall down
that was the rage of a dead chicken
Sinoc sam rekla kaplji
sto joj niko ranije nije smio reci
rekla sam
hajde, nije li vrijeme da me umijes
nije li vrijeme da suzom prestanes
nije li vrijeme da te popijem
nije li vrijeme da dotaknes
nije li vrijeme da u tebi sagledam svijet
hajde sta cekas
zasto vec jednom prosto ne kanes
bio je to bijes mrtvog pileta
Miroslava Odalovic
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Silent refugees
What are we left with
When years and health are gone
When tents fall down under the roofs
When the shelters no longer shelter
When winters close down frozen and fireless
When summers burn crying for some ice
When springs forget to grow
And autumns die within a leaf
Who are we left with
When all the beloved are gone
When the helpful can no longer help
When there are no more roads to run
When the vacuum of the universe
Closes beyond our heads
Silent refugees from the earth
Silent refugees from the sky
In Who we shall die
Tihe izbjeglice
Sa č ime smo ostavljeni
Kad prođ u godine i uruč i se zdravlje
Kada se šatori pod krovovima ruše
Kad više nema skloništa
Kada se zime bez vatre smrznu
Kad ljeta prže i vape za ledom
Kad proljeć a zaborave da rastu
Kad jeseni umru u jednom listu
Sa kim smo ostavljeni
Kad voljenih više nema
Kad i oni od pomoć i pomoć i ne mogu
Kad više nema puta kojim bismo jurili
Kad se praznina svemira
Zatvori iznad glave
Tihe izbjeglice sa Zemlje
Tihe izbjeglice iz neba
U Kome mi ć emo umrijeti
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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So High
(traditional - arranged by elvis presley)
Well, hes so high (so high you cant get over him)
So wide (so wide you cant get around him)
So low (so low you cant get under him)
Great God almighty (you must come in at the door)
Oh well, hes high (so high you cant get over him)
Hes wide (so wide you cant get around him)
So low (so low you cant get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
Well I went down in the valley
You know I did over there ever stay
My soul got happy in the valley
You know I stayed right there all day
Well, hes high (so high you cant get over him)
And hes wide (so wide you cant get around him)
I know hes so low (so low you cant get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
Well I aint been to heaven but im, Im told
The streets the streets are pearls
You know the mighty mighty
Mighty gates are gold
And hes high (so high you cant get over him)
So wide (so wide you cant get around him)
Hes so low (so low you cant get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
Well, hes high (so high you cant get over him)
And hes wide (so wide you cant get around him)
I know hes so low (so low you cant get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Wide To Receive
Download something
Useful, or useless
Because Im lying here
Wide to receive
Almost anything
Youd care to give
And I dont
Get along with myself
And Im not too keen
On anyone else
Turn on, plug in
Then just walk away
Unlock, process
And then just go
And Ive never felt quite so alone
As I do right now
Im lying here
Wide to receive
Almost anything
Youd care to leave
Wide, wide, wide
Wide, wide, wide
Wide, wide
Wide, wide
Wide, wide, wide, wide
Wide, wide, wide, wide
Wide, wide, wide, wide
song performed by by Morrissey
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The Ister Girl/Djevojka sa Istera
He’s gone never seen my heart
Do you hear me Vesna
Do stop your walk
In Ister gone never heard his voice
Do you hear me Vesna
Do stop you walk
This love has love has
Swayed the woods for me
Entangled my hair
His kisses like gallop horses
Are coming back to me
I’ve been loved with the love of the wind
Look, it’s all written on the eyelashes
Each word eyes closing into a dream
And in this dream I cried
And in this dream I touched
With a mourn black dress of mine
The clear water with mourn black dress
The clear Ister water
I curse the lip drinking it down
I curse the head dreaming it now
On nestade srce mi ne vidje
Č iješ li Vesna zaustavi hod
Isterom nestade glas mu se ne č u
Č uješ li Vesna zaustavi hod
Ta ljubav mi ljubav mi
Zaljuljala šume zamrsila kose
Sad meni hrle
Ko konji galopom
Poljupci njegovi
Bijah ljubljena ljubavlju vjetra
Pogledaj sve piše na trepavicama
Svaka riječ u san sklapa mi oč i
I snu sam plakala
U snu sam dotakla
Haljom crnom tugovankom
Bistru vodu haljom crnom
Bistru vodu Istera
Prokleh usnu što ga pije
Prokleh glavu što ga snije
Written in 1994.
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Whole Wide World
When I was a young boy, my momma she said to me:
Theres only one girl in the world for you
And she probably lives in tahiti
Or maybe in the bahamas
Where the caribbean sea is blue
Weepin away in the tropical night
Because nobodys told her bout you
Id go the whole wide world
Id go the whole wide world
Just to find her
Id go the whole wide world
Id go the whole wide world
To find out where they hide her
Yeah!
Why am I hanging around in the rain out here
Tryin to think of a girl
Why are my eyes fillin up with these lonely tears
When theres girls all over the world?
Or is she lying on a tropical beach somewhere
Underneat the tropical sun
Hiding away in the heat wave there
Hopin that I wont be long?
Id go the whole wide world
Id go the whole wide world
Just to find her
Id go the whole wide world
Id go the whole wide world
To find out where they hide her
[repeat]
Yeah!
Id go the whole wide world
[repeat to fade]
song performed by by Monkees
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World Wide
World wide
People are waiting for the arrival of spring
World wide people are celebrating Easter
The Easter egg is a sign of fertility
World wide people are waiting for God’s arrival
World wide is in trouble
I hope if anybody can fix it
Will have to be God alone
World wide
You hear about our peace keepers being sent to Afghanistan
World wide
They hear
About the soldiers we lost
When are we going to pull out of Afghanistan?
World wide
Is hunger and poverty
Why don’t they spend the money wisely world wide?
Why don’t they end the war world wide?
They don’t even seem to get tired
I am already tired about listening to it
And to know that it is going on world wide
When are people going to share a moment of silence world wide?
And share the truth with one another world wide
We are loosing this battle world wide
What can we learn from this battle world wide?
poem by Aldo Kraas
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I build within the houses I will never live in (Nafaka)
the beds I sleep in I have never made
rains I drink I will never fall with
and the rains I fall in I never drank
the wind I breathe embracing the sides of the worls
what I want I can say no more
open for everything
for happiness and sorrow
good and evil
a cloud and a sun
even though
what I say can embrace me no more
u kucama gradim koje stanovala nisam
u krevetu spavam koji pospremila nisam
kise pijem s kojima pasti nikad necu
s kisama padam koje nikad popila nisam
s vjetrom disem koji strane svijeta grli
sve sto hocu vise ne mogu da kazem
otvorena za sve
za srecu i patnje
za dobro i zlo
oblake i sunca
iako
sve sto hocu vise ne moze da me zagrli
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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It's written in here/Ovdje pise
It's written in here all that hurts
it's written in here all that laughs
it's written in here all that wants
it's written in here all that waits
it's written in here in every tear
it's written in here read beneath
or do not read at all
it's written in here butterflies in heart
it's written in here all dresses torn
it's written in here twilight and dawn
it's written in here clocks in the soul
it's written in here in every tear
it's written in here read beneath
or do not read at all
ovdje piše sve što boli
ovdje piše sve što se smije
ovdje piše sve što hoće
ovdje piše sve što čeka
ovdje piše u svakoj suzi
ovdje piše čitaj ispod
ili ne ćitaj uopšte
ovdje piše leptiri u srcu
ovdje piše rašivene halje
ovdje piše zore i sutoni
ovdje piše satovi u duši
ovdje piše u svakoj suzi
ovdje piše čitaj ispod
ili ne čitaj uopšte
2009.
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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The Beast: Chapter Two
She walked through the door
looking back only to see him fade
into the crowd of students
pouring across the plaza in front of the auditorium.
She watched him recede
vowing
that she would make a point of finding out
more about him.
There was the freshman boat ride in a few days
there was her next opportunity.
Suddenly a voice said:
'Wow, that was chemistry
if I have ever seen chemistry.'
It was Nancy, Nicole's roommate.
They had first met only the day before
when Nicole had arrived at the college for the week long orientation
which included of course
meeting one's roommate.
Nancy was already there in the room
when Nicole arrived her bags in hand
looking to see where she would she might spend the next four years of her life.
The two eyed each other momentarily
quickly sizing each other up after some long seconds
deciding that they liked one another.
Nancy was there on an academic scholarship
just like Nicole and they had been paired together
probably because they had somethings in common.
They seemed to be each other's type,
studious, quiet
and had settled in with each other comfortably.
Nancy falling in beside Nicole
was talking and saying:
'Who was that beautiful blond guy you were talking to. When he put his hands on you I almost died.'
Nancy was gushing.
'Blond? ' Nicole said, blankly? 'Who are you talking about? '
'You know the big blond who opened the door for you looking deep deep into your eyes, ' Nancy said giving Nicole her best dreamy-eyed girl look.
Nicole looked at her again blankly finally saying.
'He was no blond. Didn't see any blond.'
Then with a shock Nicole realized that in her mind's eye recounting Nancy's blond and the Beast guy shifted back and forth between the tall blond Nancy was going on about and her guy, her ugly guy.
Nicole stopped cold on the street.
'What the hell is going on here? ' she thought to herself.
'Did he have a red vest on? ' she finally asked Nancy.
'Yes, that is the one? ' Nancy answered quickly.
The blond in Nicole's vision did have a red vest on but, her Beast did not.
It was naturally a black vest.
Nicole stopped, her mouth dropping, at her own thoughts.
Nancy touched her arm.
'Are you alright? '
To be continued
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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It’s A Passion Inflicted Flickering Light / To Je Patnjom Pogodjeno Treperavo Svjetlo
That dies away in candles unlit
It defines the circumference of its own burning
Gracefully etched in fragile petals kissed
By lips now mute in fields of gold now blooming
Like little fires cast into the hearth of my heart
Like flames of my dawn coming never to depart
To je patnjom pogodeno treperavo svjetlo
Što umire u neupaljenim svijecama
Ono odreduje obim u kom gori
Graciozno urezbareno u krhkim petaljkama poljubljeno
Usnama sada nijemim što u poljima zlata sad pupe
Kao male vatre bacene što ognjištu srca vode
Kao plamenje zore kad mi dode da nikada ne ode
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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So I Have Become The Middle Man
So I have become the middle man
In this world
And I have so much gray hair on my head
That I don't like at all
I love blond hair
And I find it to be so attractive in men
But the truth is that I have that ugly gray hair
That God gave me
For a reason
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Show Tune
I never guessed it would be like this
You seemed so, so, so,
aloof.
so Blond and blue
so ivy, so Vassar,
or thought you'd go, go, go,
But kid you did
You made it easy, oh, so easy, oh,
it's the truth.
chorus
I never guessed it would be like this
Remember I, I, I
am just a coof
am just a caddy
So it was so, so, so,
amazing you
So la-de-da, so chin-in-air
so debonaire
Would let me be your daddy.
chorus
I never guessed it would be like this
You never know, no, no
do You?
Needing no reproof
A relative truth
In a world of grim reality
you didn't even mind
a laddie for a daddy
Did you blond and blue?
chorus
Just who do you
think you are-
frickin' Jordan Baker?
Now I know
You're a pretty show
Another lovely faker
Oh!
poem by Morgan Michaels
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A blond in a red dress can do without introductions - but not without a bodyguard.
quote by Rona Jaffe
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Wide Open Space
I wonder if after all this time
You think of me.
Do you ever miss my company?
You never could doubt about
The way that I feel.
Tell me: dyou feel it too?
Its funny how after all this time
Youre all I see.
I wonder if you still keep your key.
And now that youre gone
Theres nothing left for me here,
Just a wide open space.
And I cant forget that smile on your face.
Theres a wide open space,
And noone else can stand in your place.
Theres a wide open space here in my heart.
Its funny how all at once
The world can turn around,
Taking you up to bring you down.
And suddenly life has passed me by
And Im left with a wide open space.
You know I cant forget that smile...
... wide open space here in my heart.
I couldnt believe it when I thought
I heard you say
Youd never be coming back this way.
And since youve been gone
Theres been no love for my heart,
No, not a trace.
And I cant forget that smile...
... wide open space here in my heart.
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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