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STARSHOOTER_S... 
14 mar 2010 - 21:24 -
F.O.A.D.
14 mar 2010 - 21:07 -
Feniks .
13 mar 2010 - 20:34
Temper Tantrum Solsagan! ♥♥♥
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Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliaphobia ♥
Savetujem ti, Lodfafnire,
i poslušaj moje savete,
na radost i korist ako naučiš,
na probitak i sreću ako zapamtiš:
Šetamo, šetamo... xD
feyd, on 15 februar 2009 - 12:58 , said:
6) The code to disarm your home security system is 4-9-2-2-1.
7) The look on your face when somebody breaks into your house at night is very cute.
7) The look on your face when somebody breaks into your house at night is very cute.
Hej sokoły
Path of the Dane to fame and might!
Receive thy friend, who, scorning flight,
Goes to meet danger with despite,
Proudly as thou the tempest's might
And amid pleasures and alarms,
And war and victory, be thine arms
My grave!
Receive thy friend, who, scorning flight,
Goes to meet danger with despite,
Proudly as thou the tempest's might
And amid pleasures and alarms,
And war and victory, be thine arms
My grave!
MiCim, kako odoleti: Pingvini
Middle Earth, Old Midgard (we) wish the tree will burst into leaf!
Will someday your balance reach an end and you'll start to fade!
Mannaheim, old Midgard all your walls start to tumble down.
May the tree be reborn from the ash it will grow again.
Will someday your balance reach an end and you'll start to fade!
Mannaheim, old Midgard all your walls start to tumble down.
May the tree be reborn from the ash it will grow again.
Canal+
Yield to the nonsense
Yield to the dogmatic scheme
Kneel down embrace it
Indoctrination supreme
Ridom, Ridom
Through the fog they will come in the dawn
with the wind from the raging sea
beware of the men of the North
they will sail down the blooded shore
with the wind they will return to the seas
Vodiće nas Veles, mračni gospodar dubina
bodriće nas pesma naših vukova s planina
i kada nam krv poteče niz slomljena rebra
gore glave, gledaju nas bogovi od srebra!
So I speak, though, am I heard...?
Wasting visions on a world of blinded fools
Oh fatherland, oh Northstar high
two hundred days and nights have I
been away from you my hearts most dear
returning home, great wealth to share!
Now you've crossed the line
See with different eyes
With a different mind, looking
Straight through your disguise
See with different eyes
With a different mind, looking
Straight through your disguise
Gospa od Volodera 
Hayley Dreamsmasher Smith, did you put that nose ring back on!?!
Som en skugga fanns Loke hos Höder
när Balder blev dödad med list,
och alla försvann ner till Helheim
med Misteltens magiska kvist.
Se Helgrinden som öppnar sig
och guden stiger upp
nu återfödd ur vinterns djup
med solen som sitt svärd.
Den fördolda gudinnan i Helheim
bedriver med livet sitt spel,
Ditt sköte är moder till tiden
O stora gudinna i Hel!
när Balder blev dödad med list,
och alla försvann ner till Helheim
med Misteltens magiska kvist.
Se Helgrinden som öppnar sig
och guden stiger upp
nu återfödd ur vinterns djup
med solen som sitt svärd.
Den fördolda gudinnan i Helheim
bedriver med livet sitt spel,
Ditt sköte är moder till tiden
O stora gudinna i Hel!
Enter Vanaheim
And you will know thy self
And you will know thy self
Beyond the fields of emerald green
And over the sapphire oceans.
Past ruby skies there lies your salvation:
To live out your true emotions
Alone and aloof
In a fairyland fanfare
Where the warrior child
Can hide away in his lair.
And over the sapphire oceans.
Past ruby skies there lies your salvation:
To live out your true emotions
Alone and aloof
In a fairyland fanfare
Where the warrior child
Can hide away in his lair.
Yield to the nonsense
Yield to the dogmatic scheme
Kneel down embrace it
Indoctrination supreme
"Veće žena zlobe umi nego đavli vsi pakleni...
A ni na svit još se rodil ki bi ženi vse ugodil".
A ni na svit još se rodil ki bi ženi vse ugodil".
Fak jea! Fak jea! Fak jea!
Ridom, Ridom
Tad mačak na violini krete hej-lini-lini,
treskavac da i mrtvima prekine veče:
Škripi i testeri muzika brza
Dok krčmar Mesečevog Čoveka trza.
“Prošlo je tri!” mu reče.
Uskotrljaše čoveka uz brdo natenane,
i kao bošću ga u Mesec turiše,
Dok su mu straga galopirali ati,
A krava se jelenskih skokova lati,
i zdela i tanjir dojuriše.
Sad brže još violina krete lin-lina-lina;
a psa uhvati urlanje,
Krava i konji su dubili na glavi,
A gosti se u skoku nađoše na javi
i na patosu ih stade igranje.
Uz cing i jedno cang pukoše žice!
krava skoči Mesecu preko rebra,
Mali se pas smejao na svu tu zbrku,
A subotnja zdela ode u trku
Sa nedeljnom kašikom od srebra.
treskavac da i mrtvima prekine veče:
Škripi i testeri muzika brza
Dok krčmar Mesečevog Čoveka trza.
“Prošlo je tri!” mu reče.
Uskotrljaše čoveka uz brdo natenane,
i kao bošću ga u Mesec turiše,
Dok su mu straga galopirali ati,
A krava se jelenskih skokova lati,
i zdela i tanjir dojuriše.
Sad brže još violina krete lin-lina-lina;
a psa uhvati urlanje,
Krava i konji su dubili na glavi,
A gosti se u skoku nađoše na javi
i na patosu ih stade igranje.
Uz cing i jedno cang pukoše žice!
krava skoči Mesecu preko rebra,
Mali se pas smejao na svu tu zbrku,
A subotnja zdela ode u trku
Sa nedeljnom kašikom od srebra.
So ends the pitiful reign of Man!
Through the fog they will come in the dawn
with the wind from the raging sea
beware of the men of the North
they will sail down the blooded shore
with the wind they will return to the seas
Vodiće nas Veles, mračni gospodar dubina
bodriće nas pesma naših vukova s planina
i kada nam krv poteče niz slomljena rebra
gore glave, gledaju nas bogovi od srebra!
So I speak, though, am I heard...?
Wasting visions on a world of blinded fools
Oh fatherland, oh Northstar high
two hundred days and nights have I
been away from you my hearts most dear
returning home, great wealth to share!
No moon is there, no voice, no sound
Of beating heart; a sigh profound
Circling above in time before time
nouuuuubadi keeeeeerz for miiiiiii....
.... eeeeniiiimoooooooor
Of beating heart; a sigh profound
Circling above in time before time
nouuuuubadi keeeeeerz for miiiiiii....
.... eeeeniiiimoooooooor
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