_________________ Of my past, there remained only a heavy ruin,
Finally allowing my cold self to breath in.
Of my plans of a slow succumbing,
Silent smokes were now escaping, from their ashes dying.
_________________ Of my past, there remained only a heavy ruin,
Finally allowing my cold self to breath in.
Of my plans of a slow succumbing,
Silent smokes were now escaping, from their ashes dying.
Negdje na moru. Tople ljetne noci. Uz dvolitru pive sa boljom polovicom (koje nema)
Gdje ces ici za prvi maj?
_________________ Of my past, there remained only a heavy ruin,
Finally allowing my cold self to breath in.
Of my plans of a slow succumbing,
Silent smokes were now escaping, from their ashes dying.
Ubitačno dosadno. Sjediš na bentu, i bljeiš u vodu čekajući da "trzne", moleći se u sebi da bude "velika". Ako usput piri vjetar ili pada kiša - doživljaj je potpun.
E sad, ako ima društva i mesine na roštilju - to je druga priča. Ali to onda više nije pecanje, već je pecanje izlika za druženje, obžderavanje i pijančevanje.