Zelene oči moje drage...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yPpC9ju5nK4

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kXoYIZ5-oRU

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yQhS-fJ-LFs

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AofzLsvTsM0

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXXvtLbTV1E

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Me and Mrs. Jones
We got a thing going on
We both know that it's wrong, but it's much too strong
To let it grow now
We meet every day at the same cafe, six-thirty
I know, I know she'll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the jukebox plays our favorite song
Me and Mrs.Mrs. Jones,
We got a thing going on
We both know that it's wrong, but it's much too strong
To let it grow nowWe gotta be extra careful
That we don't build our hopes up too high
'Cause she's got her own obligations
And so, and so, do I
Me and Mrs. Mrs. Jones,
We've got a thing going on
We both know that it's wrong, but it's much too strong
To let it grow now
Well it's time for us to be leaving
It hurts so much, it hurts so much inside
Now she'll go her way and I'll go mine
Tomorrow we'll meet the same place, the same time
Me and Mrs.Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones
Got a thing going onWe gotta be extra careful
We can't afford to build, our hopes up too high
I wanna meet and talk with you
At the same place, the same cafe, the same time
And we're gonna hold hands like we used to
We're gonna talk it over, talk it over
We know, they know, and you know and I know that it was wrong
But I think it's strongWe gotta let 'em know now
That we gotta thing goin' on, a thing goin' on
BILLY PAUL

Muške priče i ženske priče razlikuju se u svom svršetku - muške priče završavaju u bezizgledu, a ženske priče ostavljaju otškrinuta vrata.

Često bih se zamislio nad srcem koje pruža utočište svima što dolaze iz pustinje u njegovo svetilište, a za dvoličnog ostaje zaboravljeno i zapečaćeno. Jednog dana, dok smo odmarali s Njim u vrtu narova, rekoh mu: \"Učitelju, ti praštaš i utjehu pružaš grešhniku i svima slabima i kolebljivima, samo ne licmjeru.\" A On reče: \"Dobro si odabrao riječi svoje kada si nazvao grešnike slabima i kolebljivima. Ja im praštam slabost njihovu tjelesnu i kolebljivost duha, jer slabosti ove na njih staviše njihovi preci ili pohlepa suseda njihovih. Ali dvoličnog ne trpim, jer on rukom svojom namiče jaram bezazlenom i popustljivom. Slabići, koje nazivaše grešnicima, kao ptići su bez perja što ispadaju iz gnijezda. Licemjer je strvinar što čeka na litici smrt pljena svog. Slabići su ljudi izgubljeni u pustinji, ali licemer nije izgubljen. On poznaje put, a ipak se smije između pijeska i vjetra.\" Halil Džubran