tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67266468383867400462011-07-08T05:29:07.057-07:00The Boozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07981403287564035857noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726646838386740046.post-44450171301010452032009-06-05T16:55:00.000-07:002009-06-05T17:08:20.996-07:00<a href="http://img.you-fly.com/raw/aid,apt,L,D,LDPN,ai,1143370882663.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 1280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 960px" alt="" src="http://img.you-fly.com/raw/aid,apt,L,D,LDPN,ai,1143370882663.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">Uniske zarna</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">U svakoj kuci mesto za tebe su zagradili</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">Stari i mladi svaki dan su te naokolo vartili,</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">Znala si plesat valtzer tango i mazurku</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">Za palentu trebali smo premanturnu muku,</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">Na vece zrnica ponekad si skokala</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">Ali od grla lepi glas si nam darovala,</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">Zgledala si kao pravi giradiski</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">Alegro basso i forte je bio uvjek isti,</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">Cekala si samo date dojdemo zavartit</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">Ma za nas muziku nisi htela promjenit,</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">Mladim ljudima simpaticna nisi bila</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">tako si ostala sama i nikada se ozenila,</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">Narod je otisal ostale ste same</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">Sada pocivajte u svoje stare dane.</span><br /><br />Mattea Nicolic Muzic (2005)</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726646838386740046-4445017130101045203?l=matteaspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Boozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07981403287564035857noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726646838386740046.post-62812853904848630922009-06-05T16:32:00.001-07:002009-06-05T16:54:04.450-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Cara bora, sono 50 anni che non to sento soffiare</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">quando arrivavi dalle montagnie, non psso scordare!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Di noi tutti pieta non avevi</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">per le strade con il tuo vento ci spingevi!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Vicino il focolare le mani fredde scaldavammo</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">E il tuo urlo dal camino nero ascoltavammo!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">La tua furia non si sa da dove viene</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Tantae navi han dovuto ripararsi sotto le stiene!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Il tuo vento non le lasciava per giorni partire</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Al poyeri marinai il loro viaggio a proseguire</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Eri sempre con il vento come arrabiata</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Pero, devo dirlo nel mio caso ti ho aspettata!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Nel freddo Febbraio del 1957... quattro giorni in fila stavi soffiando</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Forse la nostra barca stavi aspettando!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Soffiando sul mare blu del...Adriatico</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Da vera e cara madre alla liberta ci hai portato,</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Oggi come allora il tuo forte vento ricordo</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">E un grazie a te cara bora io porgo,</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Era destino o il tuo vento in Australia mi ha portato</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Ma te e L'isola cara di Unije non L'ho dimenticato,</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">La nostalgia e i ricordi ci portano al passato,</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Cosi a te cara bora questa poesia ho dedicato.</span><br /><br />Mattea Nikolich Muzic (2006)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726646838386740046-6281285390484863092?l=matteaspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Boozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07981403287564035857noreply@blogger.com0