07 December 2008

Taking a Ride On a Cosmic Train


But tell me, where do the children play?

6 kommentarer:

Anonymous said...

...tu sam i pratim...

Anonymous said...

...kakvi su to bona ljetni fazoni, ajmo u zimske jakne... nema zezanja... ;)

Igor said...

Ma bjaaaeeezi. Kakve zimske jakne? Kome je do zime nek´ proviri na balkon :))

Igor said...

WHERE DO THE CHILDREN PLAY?

Well I think it's fine building jumbo planes.
Or taking a ride on a cosmic train.
Switch on summer from a slot machine.
Yes, get what you want to if you want, 'cause you can get anything.

I know we've come a long way,
We're changing day to day,
But tell me, where do the children play?

Well you roll on roads over fresh green grass.
For your lorry loads pumping petrol gas.
And you make them long, and you make them tough.
But they just go on and on, and it seems that you can't get off.

Oh, I know we've come a long way,
We're changing day to day,
But tell me, where do the children play?

Well you've cracked the sky, scrapers fill the air.
But will you keep on building higher
'til there's no more room up there?
Will you make us laugh, will you make us cry?
Will you tell us when to live, will you tell us when to die?

I know we've come a long way,
We're changing day to day,
But tell me, where do the children play?


YUSUF ISLAM (CAT STEVENS)

Grooda said...

ja provirila... nema zime

Igor said...

:)
Vi se ne pikate. Vama do ekvatora ko nama do polarnog kruga.

P.S.
Sto onda nosis onaj sal na slikama sa rodjendana onda ;) A Veco u kuchi nosi rolku! Ooo, mazija :)