Te su višnje bile svevišnje

Evo, slušam je na radiju....Usne vrele Višnje...Iako obrada  Lily of the West,draža mi je ova Štulićeva verzija Hot Cherry Lips bez uvijanja gde,,I was sore distressed" postaje ''sledilo me svog'' ili ,,but she proved false to me'' bolje udara kao ,,kad eno nje na drugome''.
:) Pravo u čelo...
Što bi se reklo...obrada sebe opravdava ,ne ako je uspešan prepev, nego jedino ako se iz nje rodi sasvim  nova pesma.Autentičnost pre svega.
                                          
Prijehavši u Zagreb zadovoljstva svega rad,
na djevojku iz Hrvaca naletio sam tad.
Strijele moćne ljubavi pomračile mi um,
dah usne vrele Višnje nagonile na blud.

Razmazio sam dragu dao sam joj sve,
kad eno nje na drugome, e tu bijes me obuze
obezvrijedila mi logiku, oskvrnula mi trud,
bez milosti me kurva nasukala na sprud.
Riječ dvije u hladu borova, da hladni vlaški tip
razgovara sa bludnicom, i nije neki čin.
No ono što sam načuo sledilo me svog
tek izdala me mala draga srcu mom.

Izgubio sam glavu, potegao nož,
trgo ga za kragnu, isjekao ga skroz.
Vođen slijepim bezumljem sludio me bol
tek nije kuja zalud draga srcu mom.

Riješio da se branim, da objasnim svoj grijeh.
Darovali mi robiju a nadu ni za tren.
Pa iako me proklela, razorila mi dom
još volim malu beštiju dragu srcu mom.

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Srki_Lee | 3/04/2010 10:51:00 по подне

A evo tebi i jedna verzija od Marka Noflera i Irskom stilu... ;)

When first I came to Ireland some pleasure for to find
It's there I spied a damsel fair, 'twas pleasing to my mind
Her rosy cheeks and sparklin' eyes like arrows pierced my breast
And I call her lovely Molly O', the lily of the west
One day as I was walkin' down by a shady grove
I spied a lord of high degree conversing with my love
She sang her song delightfully while I was sore oppressed
Saying I've been a dupe to Molly O', the lily of the west

Well, I stepped up with my rapier and my dagger in my hand
And I dragged him from my false love and boldly I bid him stand
But being mad with desperation I swore I'd pierce his breast
I was then deceived by Molly O', the lily of the west

A flaw was in my indictment found and that soon had me free
That beauty bright I did adore, the judge did her address
Now go, you faithless Molly O', the lily of the west

Now that I've gained my liberty a-rowin' I will go
I ramble through old Ireland and travel Scotland o'er
Though she thought to swear my life away she still disturbs my rest,
I still must style her, Molly O', the lily of the west.

Nesa | 3/05/2010 12:53:00 по подне
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Nesa | 3/05/2010 12:58:00 по подне

Nekad su obrade bolje od originala, cesto original bude u sporom ritmu, tako da bi danas nova verzija pesme "Kafu mi draga ispeci" glasila "Sipi brzo jedan espreso da te ne bi kreso" :))))

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