Štipaljka

I dok Dunav mirno teče
u glavi se nešto lomi
Reka jeste danas gladna
ali problem nije hrana

Prišao sam reci tiho
gde se kriju ti motori
Koja snaga koji život
problem moj je tako mali

I dok plove misli bola, strasti, sreće
ja se pitam kojom snagom jos se krećem

Reka nosi sve probleme
ja joj za to kažem hvala
Idi reko svojim tokom
jer ja nisam tvoja hrana.

Autor: Obojeni program
Album: Najvažnije je biti zdrav (1990)

All along the watchtower

There must be some kind of way out of here
Said the joker to the thief
Theres too much confusion
I cant get no relief
Businessman they drink my wine
Plow men dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody of it is worth

No reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke but uh
But you and I’ve been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hours getting late

All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Bare-foot servants to, but huh
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approachin’
And the wind began to howl

Artist: Jimi Hendrix
Album: Electric Ladyland (196

Napomena: Reči ove pesme je napisao Bob Dylan, ali se meni ova verzija u izvođenju Hendrixa mnogo više sviđa i po mom skromnom mišljenju ova pesma spada u prvih 10 u istoriji roka. Btw, ako želite da pročitate jednu mnogo dobru analizu ovih stihova, kliknite ovde.

Intermezo

Istina je zvuk,

a reči su nužno zlo.

Sve pesme su laž.

Generator gađenja

Braon i plavo.

Tamna mrlja na belom.

I reči mučne.

República Federativa do Brasil

Odjek života

iz zemlje karnevala

gužva mi jastuk.

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