#Mišo

[moradadabeleza]

Mišo Smišek

[mishkakagehishka]

i literally call mika mishka more often than his actual name bc ive been conditioned are you proud 😔

Every time someone starts calling Mika "Mishka" bc of me, I become more powerful and we are closer to "canon slav Mika" btw ‼️

[med-nama]

Da te nema

Tražila sam tvoje oči

Među zvijezdama

Magle nisu sakrile tvoj lik

Molila sam vjerovala

Vratit ćeš se ti jer bez tebe neću živjeti

Bio sam na kraju svijeta brod me nosio

Kiše su mi izbrisale trag

Pratila me crna ptica nježna kao ti

Kao tvoja kosa ljubavi

Da te nema sunce više ne bi sjalo

Da te nema vrijeme bi za mene stalo

Ostale bi lude noći u samoći

Nebo bi u zemlju propalo da te nema

Samo jedan pogled i začaro si me

Zauvijek sam bila samo tvoja

Nema vjetra, nema mora kao što si ti

Ni ljubavi kao što je moja

Da te nema sunce više ne bi sjalo

Da te nema vrijeme bi za mene stalo

Ostale bi lude noći u samoći

Nebo bi u zemlju propalo da te nema

[leksikonyumitologije]

Mišo Kovač. Fotografija: Stanko Karaman, 1974.

[radiogornjigrad]

Nikola Devčić Mišo: REKAO BIH DA MI JE ŽAO ALI TO NE BI KORISTILO

REKAO BIH DA MI JE ŽAO ALI TO NE BI KORISTILO . Bolje bi bilo da smo u školi učili Kako bacati bombe Na filmska platna opsjednuta uživanjem, Da smo učili Kako postaviti dinamit U kazalište spletki, Kako se uključiti u industriju za miniranje Teorija zavjere… Tako bi spasili Ono što je stvorio umjetnik U deliriju označavanja, Ono bez čega ne bismo mogli biti sretni I smireno meditirati u…

[c2-eh]

Zoe and Mišo, the huge plushie bear she loves to sleep on for hours

[snoviuniverzuma]

[akariarda]

You remained always the same

I don't really feel like writing fanfiction for Valentine's Day, so here is a translation of a song from my language.

All credit goes to Mišo Kovač and Toše Proeski.

I think I'm going to write a fanfiction based on this song. About Garmadon and Misako when they first saw each other after he became good again.

I haven't thought of you

for long

between us days

and years are standing

and I would have never

meet you again

if we didn't seeeach other yesterday

 I arrived latestayed on the roadand suddenly

saw you

we didn't even sense that we would meet

under the lights of

this nameless city 

You are telling me about everythingwe are walking slowly

since long time we haven't

cried like that

you remained always the same

and these tears on your faceyou remained always the same

the only woman on my way

you remained always the same

X2

I can posta a like if you want it..

[kristijan-antic]

Wandgemälde zu Ehren von Mišo Kovač in Tribunj

BLOG | KROATIEN | NEWS 🇭🇷 kristijan-antic.com/blog Wandgemälde zu Ehren von Mišo Kovač in Tribunj Lesen Sie den ganzen Artikel

[cervenakoviny]

Škrabák Ďuro v notárskom, mazák Mišo v šermiarskom Autor - Martina "Agama" Zrostlíková

[mishkakagehishka]

I don't have the energy in me but Mika in Dalmatia call that a [insert Mika with edited huge moustache in the Mišo Kovač style]

[svkhky]

MIŠO INTERVIEW HI POOKIE BEAR

[xasha777]

In the remnants of a world long forgotten, where the glory of nature reclaimed the mighty works of men, there was an enigma, a woman of unearthly grace, known among the whispering trees as Elyra. Her hair, like the fire of the dying sun, cascaded around her shoulders, and her eyes held the depth of the ancient earth. She lived among the ruins of the old world, a solitary figure moving through the grand arches and fallen stones like a ghost of a time long past.

In the quiet solace of her world, she had only the company of the silent sentinels—the marble columns and stone arches entwined with the resilient arms of nature. Elyra spoke to them, sang to them, and they, in their own way, answered with the rustling leaves and the gentle caress of the wind.

Then came the day the sky roared with a sound not heard for centuries. From the heavens descended a ship of gleaming metal and pulsing lights, breaking the monotony of Elyra's world. It was the Wanderer, a vessel beyond the stars, and from it emerged beings clad in suits that shone like the morning dew. They spoke of their travels, of galaxies beyond the stars, and of their search for the legendary Mišo Kovač—a name that echoed through the cosmos, a title given to the one who could meld the old world with the new.

Elyra, intrigued by the visitors, listened to their tales. They spoke of the Mišo Kovač as an entity, not a person—a force that could harmonize the frequencies of nature with the synthetic chords of the future. They believed Elyra, with her connection to the Earth and its lost histories, might guide them to this force.

Together, they embarked on a quest, delving into the ancient libraries of crumbling cities and decoding the patterns that nature itself wove into the fabric of the planet. Elyra learned their language of lights and numbers, and the Wanderers learned the songs of the earth that Elyra hummed.

One eve, as the twin moons danced above, Elyra stood within a circle of stone, an ancient site alive with the memories of the world. She lifted her voice, and the ruins around her vibrated with the power of her song. The Wanderers activated their devices, and a harmonic convergence began.

The ground pulsed, the air shimmered, and for a moment, two worlds—one of technology, the other of nature—merged in a symphony of light and sound. The Mišo Kovač was not a person or a thing, but the harmony achieved when the past and the future sing in unison.

Elyra, the woman of fire and earth, had become the Mišo Kovač, the bridge between epochs, the melody of progression. And the Wanderers, once travelers of the stars, had found a new voyage—to explore the boundless realms of possibility that lay in the balance between the symphony of the cosmos and the whisper of the grass.

In the heart of the ruins, under the light of otherworldly stars, the old world embraced the new, and a new chapter in the saga of existence began, with Elyra, the Mišo Kovač, at its center.

[radiogornjigrad]

Nikola Devčić Mišo: AKO NE DANAS, KADA ONDA

AKO NE DANAS, KADA ONDA . Odlučili smo stvoriti svijet u svijetu Doduše u malom, samo za nas Prema našim pravilima Prema ukusu don Quijotea Pretjerivati u žongliranju fantastičnostima Bez upuštanja u detalje, Odlučili smo zgaziti kategorički imperativ Suspendirati politiku vječnog vraćanja istog I uspostaviti teror želje, Ako ne danas, kada onda? . Kako to izraziti? Opojnim štivom koje se topi…