
i wish this post had a music of it's own.. i wish every word had a music of it's own.. just like the night in belgade, just like serbian hugs, just like the silcence in a late coffe shop.
Dali ima na_ovoj beli svet
poubavo devojcce od makedonce?
Nema, nema nek'e se rodi
poubavo devojce od makedonce!
this would be the song of this post.
.. i just have pieces of pictures in my mind, that i cannot connect cause they just fly arrounf like a hurricane and they take me with them somewhere else.
Dali ima na_ovoj beli svet
poubavo devojcce od makedonce?
Nema, nema nek'e se rodi
poubavo devojce od makedonce!
Nema, nema nek'e se rodi
poubavo devojce od makedonce!
never will i forget this serbian dream that got over me.