#go dok mi

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Go Dok Mi moments

06.19.2023

[mrsbakashi]

anyway, i'm rewatching flower boy next door

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Of Cupcakes and Skulls | Part 1

(A/N) Aaaaaahhhh, I loved the prompt by @lunamoonbby and I'm so glad they allowed me to write a whole fic about it. Will probably write a second part because this is just too cute!

Pairing: single dad! Mafia! Simon x baker! Reader

Warning: lots of fluff

Synopsis: Based on this post by @lunamoonbby

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9

A deep sigh escaped your lips when the door closed behind the last customer. It had been a long and tiring day, your legs had started hurting five hours ago, and all you wanted to do was finish closing the bakery and head home. But there was a lot to do before you could, so you put on some music and got started.

Quietly singing along, you disappeared into the kitchen, where you portioned the cupcake dough you had made earlier into the baking trays and slid them into the oven, setting a time on your phone before you started cleaning. As quickly as possible, you washed all the bowls, whiskers, and anything else that had gotten dirty that day, the thought of your bed ever present in your mind. Once you were done with that, you quickly vacuumed the floor and were about to wipe it, when a familiar sound stopped you.

The bell that hung above the door to the bakery rang out and you cursed at yourself. Had you really forgotten to lock the door after the last customer left? With another sigh, you walked into the salesroom, an annoyed ‘We’re closed’ almost leaving your lips before your eyes fell onto the little girl who had walked in. Her eyes were big and round, shining with unshed tears while her lips trembled.

“Oh dear, are you okay?”

You rushed to her side and knelt down in front of her, reaching out to gently grasp her shoulder.

“I…I l-lost da-daddy.”

She squeezed her eyes shut as the tears began to stream down her cheeks, her little shoulders shaking with every hiccup as she tried to suppress the sobs. Without thinking, you pulled her into a hug, her little fingers immediately curling into the fabric of the shirt you were wearing.

You stayed like that, hugging the little girl until she calmed down a bit, her body still shaking with hiccups. But you pulled away, gently swiping the tears away, as you gave her a reassuring smile.

“It’s going to be okay, we’ll find your daddy, yeah?”

She nodded, though she didn’t seem too confident. Convincing her would take some work.

“Okay, let’s start with your name, hm? Can you tell me that?”

“Mi-Millie.”

Your smile pulled into a grin, that you hoped looked proud.

“Great! Now, what’s your daddy called?”

Millie looked at you, confused.

“Daddy.”

You should’ve expected that answer. After all, she looked to be about four. What four-year-old knew their parent’s actual name?

“Oki dok. Do you know any way I can reach him? His phone number?”

She shook her head, a pout forming on her lips as she glanced at the floor. You hesitated for a second, but you didn’t know what else to do.

“Okay, let me just grab my coat and we’ll go to the police station nearby. I’m sure he would go there to look for you.”

But before you could rise to your feet, Millie reached out and stopped you, a panicked look on her face.

“No! We…We can’t go to the police. They don’t like daddy.”

Her statement confused you, but with the way she looked at you, you couldn’t force her to go either. While you were contemplating what to do, the timer on your phone went off and you got an idea to at least keep her busy until you came up with something. With a smirk, you looked at her.

“Do you like cupcakes?”

Millie looked confused but nodded. You rose to your feet and held out your hand, offering it to her.

“Want to decorate some while we wait for your daddy? You can even decorate one for him.”

A bright smile spread across her lips and you couldn’t help but fall in love with it. She nodded full of enthusiasm, her worries gone for at least the moment. So, after helping her out of her jacket and with her hand in yours, you led her to the kitchen and sat her down on the counter. You were just glad that the kitchen had a window front to the street. That way, if her father came along, he would be able to see her inside.

“Wait here for me, okay?”

She nodded and watched as you carefully pulled the hot trays out of the oven and placed them on a counter, far away from the little girl. You then checked the fridge, to see if there was any buttercream left, but there wasn’t. So you grabbed all the ingredients and walked back to Millie.

“Do you want to help me make some buttercream? We can even color it.”

Her eyes lit up and she nodded vigorously. After you put an oversized apron on her, you showed her a simple buttercream recipe, Millie snacking on it the whole time while you made it. Once it was done, you portioned it into different small bowls.

“What colors do you want?”

“Pink! And purple and blue and green and also yellow.”

You chuckled and nodded, pulling the needed food colors from a shelve. As you slowly placed them with the bowls, Millie reached up and tugged on your sleeve.

“Can we also make some black? Daddy really likes black.”

You again nodded and retrieved the last color. Together, you colored the buttercream, Millie whisking away at the pink one, while you quickly finished the other colors. Once you were both happy, you showed Millie how to put all the different colors she chose into the same pipe, so that it would be a colorful swirl when put onto a cupcake. She watched, her eyes wide and sparkling as if you were showing her how to create magic dust.

Once the cupcakes had cooled enough, you brought three over, one for each of you and one for her dad. While you carefully guided her hands, showing her how to use the pipe, you watched her as she poked her tongue out in concentration. A soft smile spread on your lips as adoration for the little kid overcame you.

Once all three cupcakes had buttercream on them, it was time for sprinkles. Millie of course wanted a lot of sparkles, hearts, and bows. While she was busy combing through the different sprinkle containers you had, you retrieved a large chocolate heart from the fridge. You used it to decorate cakes, but you thought Millie would love it. But for the moment, you decided to hide it, only wanting to reveal it when they were done.

“Did you find something you like?”

Millie nodded, while still looking through the containers.

“Do you have skulls?”

It took you a moment to realize that she was still talking about sprinkles. Once you overcame that initial shock, you nodded and retrieved another box, the one you kept the seasonal sprinkles in. You handed the little girl a container filled with small skulls, pumpkins, and spiders and she smiled.

“Daddy really likes skulls.”

You smiled as you stored that information. Black and skulls and not on good terms with the police. Sounds dangerous.

For the next few minutes, you decorated the cupcakes. For your own, you decided to go with your favorite sprinkles and a bit of glitter. Millie truly overdid her own and her father’s cupcake, but you couldn’t help but smile as you watched her concentrate, trying to find a free spot where one more skull sprinkle would fit.

Just as she found the spot and pressed the white form into the buttercream, the bell above the door rang out again and you could hear fast footsteps approaching. Both you and Millie turned to look toward the door and you couldn’t help but step in front of the little girl, shielding her body with yours. But then you heard it.

“Millie!”

A large man burst through the door, wild eyes finding yours before they jumped to the girl behind you.

“Daddy!”

With a relieved sigh, he fell to his knees, opening his arms as his little girl bolted toward him, almost stumbling over the apron on her way. She crashed into his chest, wrapping her short, little arms around his neck as best as she could. A soft smile tugged on your lips as you watched the duo. His brows were furrowed, but not in an angry way. No, he looked scared and desperate, but at the same time so very relieved.

Not picking up on her dad’s whirlwind of emotion, Millie immediately began talking, telling him all about the cupcakes. The man glanced up at you as his daughter pulled out of his hug and rushed back to the counter. As soon as your eyes met his, you felt a shiver run through you. You couldn’t explain it, but the way he looked at you felt…intimate.

“Daddy! Daddy! Look what we made.”

Millie quickly had his attention again, as the man joined her at the counter, his eyes landing on the cupcakes.

“We made them. There is one for me. And one for you. And one for her!”

He smiled - good god did he look stunning when he smiled - as he watched Millie point out all the details.

“Well done, munchkin. Why don’t you finish up so we can go home, hm?”

Millie nodded, not reacting when he pressed a gentle kiss to the crown of her head before he turned to you. Oozing confidence, he took a few steps toward you, only stopping once he was close enough that you could smell his cologne. Another shiver ran through you at the proximity, as you had to crane your neck to meet his eyes.

“I’m Simon. Thank you for…well, for taking care of her.”

You smiled, and for a moment Simon stopped breathing. The moment he spotted you through the window front he knew you were beautiful, but smiling up at him, you were just stunning, his fingers itching to reach out and feel you against him.

“It was a pleasure.”

Your eyes left his and landed on Millie as she poured more sprinkles onto her cupcake.

“She is amazing. Told me not to go to the police, because they don’t like you.”

You chuckled, expecting him to do the same, but he avoided your eyes as a light blush dusted his cheeks.

“She’s not wrong there. I-”

He was interrupted by Millie calling for him. And with an apologetic smile, he joined her at the counter. While the two were busy, you decided to quickly clean whatever you could, the rest you would do the next morning. Once you were done, you grabbed a box and the heart you had hidden, before walking up to the pair. Millie was showing Simon how you had put all the different colors into the piping bag, as he reacted with ‘ohs’ and ahs’ at exactly the right moments. You smiled as you watched, quickly catching Simon’s attention, as he glanced at you with a crooked grin.

“Millie?”

The little girl stopped and looked up at her dad, who gently motioned toward you. As soon as she saw the heart you were holding on a napkin, she started bouncing with excitement. Carefully, you handed it to her and watched as she stuck it into the buttercream on her cupcake, a big grin on her face.

After a few moments of her admiring it, you convinced her to let you box up the cupcakes, so she could leave with her father. While you did that, Simon carried his daughter to the sink, where he helped her wash her hands, before he dried them for her. With the box, you met them in the salesroom, where Simon was helping his daughter into her jacket. You knelt down and carefully handed the box to her.

“Don’t drop it, okay?”

She nodded and grinned, watching as you rose back to your feet. Simon was standing beside her, his wallet in his hands. Before he could say anything, you shook your head.

“No, it’s fine, really.”

“But-”

“I insist. It was a pleasure to spend time with your daughter.”

He smiled, and before you could protest, he shoved a few notes into the tip jar on the counter. You inhaled, ready to protest, but when you looked at him, you knew that it was futile, so you smiled, feeling your cheeks heat up.

“Thank you.”

The intensity of his gaze was too much, and you quickly found yourself glancing at the floor, jumping slightly as you felt his lips press to your temple.

“Thank you for taking care of her.”

He pulled back and you glanced up. Simon easily picked Millie up, before bidding you goodbye and walking out of your bakery. Millie waved at you the whole time until they were out of sight. A soft smile spread across your lips, as you turned towards the corner, curiously pulling out the tip Simon had left you. But when you counted the bills, you couldn’t believe it. You counted them three more times, before accepting the fact that he had left you $300.

But what caught your attention even more, was a black business card in the middle of the folded notes.

Simon Riley.

Simon.

Riley.

Riley.

Riley.

Riley!

A gasp left your mouth as you realized who you had just dealt with. Simon Riley, the local mafia boss, feared by everyone, hunted by the police. No wonder Millie didn’t want you to go to the police. As you continued to stare at the card, a shiver ran through you, wondering if you’d see the mafia boss again.

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'Bluza' lyrics ❤️‍🩹

Translated by @moonlvster

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Bluza (SRP)

Stolicu primakni

Ruku mi dotakni

Noćas ti si moja muza

Ja u ritmu tvoga bluza ću da

Plešem bez prestanka

Soba nam je mala

Ja ko pijana budala

A ni čaše nisam popio

Ja mislim da sam se zaljubio u tebe

Baš ja, koji nisam verovao da za nekim biću lud

Za tebe, kao u pesmama i filmovima ljubavnim, sad iću svud

Samo se okreni

Baci pogled prema meni

Preći će tišina sama

Kilometre među nama

Dok jednom srce otkuca

Soba nam je mala

Ja ko pijana budala

A ni čaše nisam popio

Ja mislim da sam se zaljubio u tebe

Baš ja, koji nisam verovao da za nekim biću lud

Za tebe, kao u pesmama i filmovima ljubavnim, sad iću svud

Ne palite još svetla

Još samo jedan tren

Da se nagledam lepote te

Ne palite još svetla

Ne prizivajte dan

Spasite me, smislite neki plan

Ako svane sunce

Ostaću sam

Blouse (ENG)

Move your chair closer

Touch my hand

Tonight you're my muse

In the rhythm of your blues

I will dance non-stop

The room feels too small for us

I'm acting like a drunk idiot

But I haven't had a single glass

I think I've fallen in love with you

Yes, me, who didn't believe I could be crazy about someone

For you, like in love songs and movies, I would go anywhere now

Just turn around

Glance towards me

Silence alone will

Pass kilometers between us In a single heartbeat

The room feels too small for us

I'm acting like a drunk idiot

But I haven't had a single glass

I think I've fallen in love with you

Yes, me, who didn't believe I could be crazy about someone

For you, like in love songs and movies, I would go anywhere now

Don't turn the lights on yet

Just one more moment

So I can admire that beauty

Don't turn the lights on yet

Don't summon the day

Save me, think of some plan

If the sun rises

I'll be alone

[izpira-se-zlato]

Milan, 27.03.24

Gig report! Can't believe there's only two to go after this one :o (for me)

I showed up at 4:45pm (bc I'd chosen to get food at the station) and was still a lower number than in Munich at 2pm. Yeah.

didn't really queue thus, which always makes gigs a bit… different. I miss chatting with people before gigs, but I hadn't wanted to fly (even though after the venue move that would have been even easier. But also catching a 7:30 flight the morning after a gig. Yeah, no)

the queue kinda fell apart because you needed a membership card to get into the venue. We didn't have to pay. But they had to handwrite it for us. Emotions ran a little high

the venue was. Something. Sorta a… festival tent? Not quite outdoors, but definitely Interesting

due to the proximity to the airport, the radio frequencies from planes kept interfering with the equipment. Bojan attempted to explain it to us, but he didn't know it himself and thus mostly listened. I feared for the worst at that point, ngl. They didn't look particularly angry to me, but Bojan was like, "Don't be angry, Jan!" so I was like 😬

Bojan tried to get Jure and then also Nace to jam while they were figuring out their tech issues (Always Something Problem), but it meant Jan couldn't hear himself enough and so we just watched him wander on stage while Bojan tried to entertain us

We got ASTP and Proti Toku for soundchek. My first ASTP in 12 gigs on this tour! Curious to see what we'll get today

Bojan repeatedly called Jan "Jenzo" and then later claimed "Just so you know, Jan's Italian name is Jenzo!" with which the crowd disagreed (and let him know that it should be Gianni)

soundcheck was pretty cold and I almost regretted not having taken my jacket (but it did warm up)

the opener was a brass band. Unexpected but actually fun. Fit the gig, somehow

they played a lot of medleys of known songs and the crowd was pretty into it

JC! God, I barely can believe that it was the second-to-last tie I saw him live like that. I love his acoustic set a lot (in particular the first and last songs xD)

He accidentally unplugged his guitar last night. Kinda a funny moment

pretty sure the hype list was changed. Dirty Little Secret made it into the cut, and to our surprise, Zitti e Buoni didn't. Weird choice, Primož (or so I assume)

Actual gig!

We got Jan in a capybaster shirt and Nace in the cosy sweater and Bojan in a buttoned shirt he got gifted during soundcheck and Jure in the gorgeous metallic sweater and Kris in another cozy sweater

The Jance was off the fucking charts, jfc I hate them idk what was in the air. Probably hadn't seen each other all day (I'm not actually complaining)

We got SSOL opener into… Ne Bi Smel into Ona into Tokio

During Ne Bi Smel Jan was standing in front of Nace's mic so Nace had to push him away to sing the backing vocals (grinning all the while)

Bojan went, "This night is gonna be multilingual" so I was like, oh, Tokio, but no! "We had English, then Slovene, now we're gonna add some Serbian!" Changing his quips for the final stretch, huh?

Nace singing fucking "Dok tebe sunce greje, mi amore" at Jan. I hate him (While the sun warms you up, my love, according to lyrics translate)

They also played at each other during NBS because of course they did

Jan back on Jure's snare drum for the end. Multi-instrumentalist

Tokio! I didn't catch it on video, but Nace leaned in and bumped his nose into Jan's breast? Kissed his coat? I have no clue what he did but I was like ??? Nace?

At the end, they chased each ohter in circles again, and Nace either went down on one knee in front of Jan or almost did so. When the lights came back on, Nace patted Jan's chest while laughing (couldn't make out Jan's expression)

before NGVOT, Nace was thrown bread. A plushie? Actual bread? I don't know

Nace kept looking over at Jan during NGVOT, and when Jan finally met his gaze, he turned to him so they played at each other. Jan was making a mock-surprised grimacing face and playing? And then they just. Turned back to the front. What the fuck, guys

they just. kept looking at each other. Jan looking at Nace while Nace was doing backing vocals. Nace looking back as soon as he was done. Them swaying in sync while Nace smiled smugly about it. And at the end, they did the swaying like. In opposite cycles? So both sawying in and both swaying away, until Nace turned and bent his knees a little and yelled up into Jan's face. Yeah idk.

we didn't only get Bluza but got it before Šta bih ja

Kris came over to hug Jan during Bluza 🥰😭

Jan's expressions during the ending were. Something 😂

more silliness from Jan and Nace during Šta bih ja

Bojan: "This is a new song! Why do you know it"

also uh. Synchronised hip thrusting while facing each other at the end of the song. Yeah. Jfc remember you're on a stage, guys

Jan either messed up the opening of Demoni or his guitar gave out for a hot second but he was wearing a very oops expression

Jan grasped Nace's shoulders during Demoni and I think spoke the words at him? Or said something else? But that wouldn't make sense? Nace nodded and patted Jan's chest in turn

Got the Demoni scream

PiJano Padam. Bojan looked really tired during that song. Jfc get this man to take a break

Intense staring at each other at the beginning of Umazane until Nace said something to Jan and then both grinned and Nace wandered off

Nace was pretty silly at the start of the karaoke bit and like. gestured at Jan theatrically and then mimed falling over. Dork

We got the OG OG Umazane Misli chorus. The one Bojan wrote in a hurry the first time they performed it. Made my night -- and Kris's because it's where the very smiley/laughing Kris pics during UM came from

@kurooscoffee/@jokeroutsubs had prepared UNO reserve cards to make the boys sing. Which made the rounds already but gaaah it was !!!!!!

Jan declaiming the verse because "[he] can't sing so [he's] not gonna sing. [He's] gonna interpret it." And interpret he did😂

Nace with the "oh oh" before he started jfc the dork

Jan ducking under Nace's arm to play his bass after he failed to catch Nace's attention to offer, and then just. Going for it.

Nace slinging an arm around Jan

Nace singing "morning smells like you" right at Jan while Jan keeps looking up at him from playing chords on Nace's bass

Kris "Jan! Play, play the melody, I need the harmony!" (and Jan did)

god we need more Kris singing plssss

Kris sang the verse mostly at Nace

Jure going "oooh fuck!" and not knowing the entire lyrics 😂😂 Jance this and Jance that, but that made my night

I didn't see Bojan at barricade cheering his band mates on but he was and just. Gah. It was such a wholesome thing I hate them

Nace posed for pictures with a silly expression, and then Jance posed for a combined heart for someone

Plastika saw Bojan caress Nace and then hug Jan from behind (no choking tho)

During Novi Val, Jance stood off to the side being Jance for quite a while, while Jure had his hand weirdly on Bojan's back?

They looked really exhausted by the end which. Mood.

Post gig:

The venue had a scrolling LED screen that scrolled "Everybody's Waiting At The Ball" (thanks, Kris, for the restory!)

Had a chat with Dean (lovely) and JC Stewart (also lovely) and learned that JC and Conor used to live together which is why JC was out with Conor to be introduced to the boys (allegedly before Christmas, though JC wasn't 100%)

hung around the gate after the show even though it was pretty clear they wouldn't say hi, but it gave us a chance to see Mark (who'd surprised the boys with a visit) as he was waiting for someone to let him off the venue grounds. "Well, they'll have to open this at some point, they ordered McDonald's!"

Spoiler: they did not open the gate for McDonalds. Primož tried to scale it, which almost worked but looked dangerous, and so the delivery person threw it over the top. It was a spectacle

by that point, Mark had been let out the old-fashioned way though

[s4pphic-sh3nan1gans]

okay soooo I've listened to the šta bih ja snippet probably about a hundred times now (which is... a totally normal amount of times if you ask me 😭) and I have some thoughts/analysis I wanted to share 🥰 (GCSE music finally coming in handy...)

the first thing I noticed was how clean it sounds?! like, I knew it would since we're all used to just hearing phone recordings from the live performances, but it really sounds polished!

in the opening riff, it appears that the little high-pitched trills that I think Kris plays are gone? 🥲 not sure why they didn't make it into the studio version, maybe it appears later in the song? but I kinda miss it when I listen :(

I LOVE the bass line!!!!! it's so prominent and jumpy, I feel like it really adds bounce and groove to the song and it's pretty unique! Nace definitely added his sparkle to the song with it ✨️

the drums in the verses are so goooood, it keeps it upbeat and interesting, leading on to the next vocal line so seamlessly! I'm in love

in the studio version, Bojan's voice sounds so... smooth? I know it's meant to cos it's recorded in a studio afterall, but after hearing the song live so much, I feel like you can tell the difference a lot easier. it's not necessarily a bad thing, but I have to say I do like the extra roughness to his voice when he performs live, and especially the little growl on "dok na oči mi pada MRRRRAK!" that (sadly) doesn't appear to be in this version

the high-pitched guitar slide before "a ja sasvim sam" tickles my brain 😌

also, on the "a ja sasvim sam", it sounds like maybe all of them are in the background of the vocal speaking it whilst Bojan sings it. I think that's really interesting and definitely highlights the line to make it stand out, especially as the instrumental momentarily stops during it

I absolutely adore Kris coming in with the higher backing vocals on "sladak i drag", it's so nice to listen to!

the strumming at the end of the snippet is so fun, it's a really nice change in instrumentation leading up to the chorus

finally, the snippet cuts out right before the chorus buuuut I actually feel like it's going to really pick up from there! there's more of a hint of urgency in Bojan's voice beginning to creep through, and I really like that the emotion seems to climax at the chorus because I feel like that's how it should be with the song

overall... I really love it and wish it was 12th July already so I can hear it in full AAAAAA I'm so excited!!!

[wallflowerglitter]

Enrique is obnoxious, but it’s kind of endearing if you like that sort of thing. He’s perfect for Go Dok Mi. They definitely compliment each other.

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Domestic Girlfriend

English: Before I started watching, I heard a lot of bad things about this anime. And maybe it's just me, but I actually liked it quite a bit. Anyway, we have the main character - Natsu. Natsu is in love with his teacher. The first time we see Natsu, he's in some club, where he meets a girl who stands out because she doesn't like those kinds of things. They realize they have some similarities and they go to her place (the girl's name is Rui) and try having sex for the first time because they're bored with their lives. Yes, there is a lot of depression in this anime. After that, they part ways and think they'll never see each other again. The mother of the teacher Natsu likes is getting married to Natsu's father. Also, Rui and the teacher - Hina, are sisters. So now they are Natsu's half-sisters. While they live in his house, there are a lot of "temptations" for Natsu because he likes Hina, but he had sex with Rui. Hina decides to live on her own. We meet more supporting characters. There are problems when Hina and Rui find out what Natsu had with both of them. There are really sad and ecchi scenes, so if you plan to watch this, watch it when there's no one else at home. At the end of the anime, Natsu's school goes to a festival where, for the first time, Natsu and Hina have a sexual encounter. However, the school finds out about it, and there are big problems. How they found out - well, Natsu and Hina were the only ones not present when the others took a group photo, and in the background of the photo, they could be seen through the balcony of a building, and it was clear what they were doing. Hina decides to move to another city, which causes Natsu to fall into depression, but he decides to do something with his life. That's where the anime ends, honestly, I would love to have a sequel, but I know very well that there won't be one. I mean, the manga is finished, but I really don't feel like reading it because it's quite long. The opening from this anime is actually my favorite opening in general, it's just amazing in every aspect. And yes, I gave it a two on MAL (MyAnimeList), but that's for safety reasons. Otherwise, I would give it a seven.

Favorite Character: Tachibana, Rui Serbian: Pre nego što sam počeo da gledam, čuo sam baš mnogo loših stvari o ovom animeu. I možda sam to samo ja, ali meni se ovo dosta svidelo. Uglavnom, imamo glavnog lika - Nacua. Nacu je zaljubljen u svoju profesorku. Prvi put vidimo Nacua u nekom klubu valjda, gde susreće devojku koja se izdvojila, jer ne voli takve stvari. Shvataju da su pomalo slični, te odlaze kod te devojke kući (devojka se zove Rui), i probaju seks po prvi put, jer im je dosadno u životu. Da, u ovom animeu ima dosta depresije. Posle toga su se razišli, i mislili su da se nikad više neće videti. Majka od profesorke u koja se sviđa Nacuu se udaje za Nacuovog oca. Takođe, Rui profesorka - Hina su sestre. Tako da su one sad polu sestre Nacuu. Dok žive u njegovoj kući, ima dosta "iskušenja" za Nacua, jer mu se ova sviđa, a sa ovom je imao seks. Hina odlučuje da ode da živi samostalno. Upoznajemo još sporednih likova. Bude problema kad Hina i Rui saznaju šta je Nacu imao sa obadve. Ima baš, baš tužnih, ali i eči scena, tako da, ako planirate da gledate ovo, gledajte kad nema nikog kod kuće. Na kraju animea, Nacuova škola ide na festival, gde po prvi put, Nacu i Hina stupaju u seksualni odnos. Međutim, škola saznaje za to, i dolazi do velikih problema. Kako su saznali - pa, Nacu i Hina jedini nisu bili tu kad su se ostali fotografisali, a na fotografiji su se mogli videti kroz balkon zgrade u pozadini, i to je moglo biti jasno šta rade. Hina odlučuje da se preseli u drugi grad, zbog čega Nacu pada u depresiju, ali odlučuje da učini nešto od sebe. Tu se negde anime i završava, iskreno, voleo bih da bude nastavka, ali vrlo dobro znam da neće. Mislim, manga je gotova, ali me jako mrzi da čitam, jer je dosta dugačka. Opening iz ovog animea mi je zapravo omiljeni opening generalno, prosto je predobar u svakom aspektu. I jeste da sam dao dvojku na MAL-u, ali to je zbog bezbednosnih razloga. Inače bih dao sedmicu. Omiljeni Lik: Tačibana, Rui

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OVO JE TEŠKO KD NEKAŽNJENOG I NEOSUDJENOG IŽIVLJAVANJA PROBLEMATIČNE STOKE U MILEVA MARIĆ AJNŠTAJN ULICI NASELJA DR.IVAN RIBAR. Aleksandar Šapić #policija#GradskaUprava#genocide#tuzilastvo#iskljucinasilje

OVO JE TEŠKO KD NEKAŽNJENOG I NEOSUDJENOG IŽIVLJAVANJA PROBLEMATIČNE STOKE U MILEVA MARIĆ AJNŠTAJN ULICI NASELJA DR.IVAN RIBAR.

Aleksandar Šapić #policija#GradskaUprava#genocide#tuzilastvo#iskljucinasilje

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E TO JE ISTINA A SVE OSTALO LAŽ OLOŠA TRIFUNOVIĆ SVETLANE I VASIĆ MARINE KOJE TREBA DA IDE NA IZDRŽAVANJE ZATVORSKE KAZNE ZA PODLE I GNUSNE LAŽI OBMANJIVANJA JAVNOSTI I SNIMANJE LAŽNIH LAJVOVA!A KAMOLI DA UZURPIRA EPS BROJILA DRŽEĆI PRIVATNO KLJUČEVE EPS ORMARA KOD SEBE PROTIVZAKONITO TAKAV BESPRIMJERAN OLOŠ PROTUVA SA KOSOVA.

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SVE OSTALO JE TEŠKO KD OBMANJIVANJA JAVNOSTI I PRIKRIVANJA JAVAŠLUKA I KRIMINALNIH RADNJI U SOC ZGRADI ULICE MILEVE MARIĆ AJNŠTAJN I INVOLVIRANIH KORUMPIRANIH LJUDI IZ POLICIJE PI BEŽANIJSKA KOSA.

ZA TUZILASTVO TO SU MEDJULJUDSKI ODNOSI BEZ DOKAZA.E BOLIDU SNS-OVSKI!!!IDI U PADINJAK NA OKOPAVANJE KUKURUZA,TAMO TI JE MJESTO,A NE DA UZURPIRAS NOSECU FUNKCIJU U VJT!!!

Dok KRADLJIVCI STRUJE DRZE ARLAUKANJEM "ZBOR DEBILA" JA SE SJECAM SEX MOBINGA NERADO U OVOM CUMEZU DRZAVINE...

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vzekh momce u doma vieu michigan i ima vkus na dzhak, kogato go tseluvam zatova mu kazakh, che nikoga nay sum kharesvala priyatelite mu sega go nyama i otnovo may naricha kuchka. ima yedin covek, koito zhiveye vieu gradinskiya shchat i my kaza, che shche izderzhim, dokato zavrshim. zatova mu kazakh, che musicians shche si zasluzhava ciacaneto neaux toy may iska vieu kuchniata s chinia za vecherya. varvam, varvam, varvam, varvam. tova, coeto ni a pisano da budham. neaux revnost, revnost, revnost, revnost, revnost vzemi nai-dobroto ot main. viz, nay eskam da razocharovam, neaux az vinagi pravete edney i sashchi greshki, da vinagi pravete edney i sashchi greshki, zashchyoto az sum losch vieu lyubovta (ooo neaux nay mozhesh da may obvinavas, che sie opitam. znayesh, che shche izluzha, kazvayki. te besche edinstveniate (oo) tova nai-nakraya mozhe da may opravi poglezhdayki cum istoriyata si. nay umeya da obeshchavam imam momice s californius oci i si pomislikh, che tozi putt the naistina mozhe da budde tazi. neaux nikoga nay sum imal shansa da ya napravya moya. zashchyoto sie vljuby vieu malki tunkey beli linia londonsko momice sВзех момче у дома в Мичиган И има вкус на Джак, когато го целувам Затова му казах, че никога не съм харесвала пр��ятелите му Сега го няма и отново ме нарича кучка. Има един човек, който живее в градинския щат И ми каза, че ще издържим, докато завършим. Затова му казах, че музиката ще си заслужава чакането Но той ме иска в кухнята с чиния за вечеря. Вярвам, вярвам, вярвам, вярвам. Това, което ни е писано да бъдем. Но ревност, ревност, ревност, ревност, ревност Вземи най-доброто от мен. Виж, не искам да разочаровам, но аз Винаги правете едни и същи грешки, да Винаги правете едни и същи грешки, защото Аз съм лош в ��юбовта (ооооо Но не можеш да ме обвиняваш, че се опитам. Знаеш, че ще излъжа, казвайки. Ти беше единственият (ооо) Това най-накрая може да ме оправи Поглеждайки към историята си. Не умея да обещавам Имам момиче с калифорнийски очи И си помислих, че този път тя наистина може да бъде тази. Но никога не съм имал шанса да я направя моя. Защото се влюби в малки тънки бели линии Лондонско момиче с

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'Bluza' translated in over 15 languages 🌎

To celebrate the release of 'Bluza' and as per our tradition, the JokerOutSubs team has translated the song in over 15 languages!

Translations below the cut!

Bluza (SRB)

Stolicu primakni

Ruku mi dotakni

Noćas ti si moja muza

Ja u ritmu tvoga bluza ću da

Plešem bez prestanka

Soba nam je mala

Ja ko pijana budala

A ni čaše nisam popio

Ja mislim da sam se zaljubio u tebe

Baš ja, koji nisam verovao da za nekim biću lud

Za tebe, kao u pesmama i filmovima ljubavnim,

sad iću svud

Samo se okreni

Baci pogled prema meni

Preći će tišina sama

Kilometre među nama

Dok jednom srce otkuca

Soba nam je mala

Ja ko pijana budala

A ni čaše nisam popio

Ja mislim da sam se zaljubio u tebe

Baš ja, koji nisam verovao da za nekim biću lud

Za tebe, kao u pesmama i filmovima ljubavnim,

sad iću svud

Ne palite još svetla

Još samo jedan tren

Da se nagledam lepote te

Ne palite još svetla

Ne prizivajte dan

Spasite me, smislite neki plan

Ako svane sunce

Ostaću sam

Blouse (ENG)

Translation by @moonlvster

Move your chair closer

Touch my hand

Tonight you're my muse

In the rhythm of your blues

I will dance non-stop

The room feels too small for us

I'm acting like a drunk idiot

But I haven't had a single glass

I think I've fallen in love with you

Yes, me, who didn't believe I could be crazy about someone

For you, like in love songs and movies,

I would go anywhere now

Just turn around

Glance towards me

Silence alone will

Pass kilometers between us

In a single heartbeat

The room feels too small for us

I'm acting like a drunk idiot

But I haven't had a single glass

I think I've fallen in love with you

Yes, me, who didn't believe I could be crazy about someone

For you, like in love songs and movies,

I would go anywhere now

Don't turn the lights on yet

Just one more moment

So I can admire that beauty

Don't turn the lights on yet

Don't summon the day

Save me, think of some plan

If the sun rises

I'll be alone

Bluza (SLO)

Translation by @kurooscoffee, review by Drumbeat, proofread by X coffebiscuitxx

Primakni stol,

dotakni se moje roke.

Nocoj si moja muza.

V ritmu tvojega bluza bom

plesal brez prestanka.

Najina soba je majhna.

Jaz pa kot pijana budala,

čeprav nisem spil niti kozarca.

Mislim, da sem se zaljubil vate.

Prav jaz, ki nisem verjel, da bom kdaj na koga nor.

Zate bi kot v ljubezenskih pesmih in filmih

zdaj šel povsod.

Samo obrni se,

poglej proti meni.

Tišina bo sama

prepotovala kilometre med nama

v enem samem utripu srca.

Najina soba je majhna.

Jaz pa kot pijana budala,

čeprav nisem spil niti kozarca.

Mislim, da sem se zaljubil vate.

Prav jaz, ki nisem verjel, da bom kdaj na koga nor.

Zate bi kot v ljubezenskih pesmih in filmih

zdaj šel povsod.

Ne prižgite še luči,

samo še en trenutek,

da se nagledam te lepote.

Ne prižgite še luči,

ne kličite dneva.

Rešite me, izmislite si nek načrt.

Če vzide sonce,

bom ostal sam.

Blouse (FRE)

Translation by @yoda-bor, corrections and suggestions by IG wakaranwaa, Anastasia, X klmastrakur and Katoche

Rapproche ta chaise

Touche ma main

Ce soir tu es ma muse

Au rythme de ton blues

Je danserai sans m'arrêter

Notre chambre est petite

J'agis comme un idiot ivre

Mais je n'ai pas bu un seul verre

Je pense que je suis tombé amoureux de toi

Oui, moi, qui ne pensais pas pouvoir être fou de quelqu'un

Pour toi, comme dans les chansons et les films d'amour,

j'irai n'importe où maintenant

Fais simplement demi-tour

Regarde vers moi

Le silence seul fera

Passer les kilomètres qui nous séparent

En un seul battement de cœur

Notre chambre est petite

J'agis comme un idiot ivre

Mais je n'ai pas bu un seul verre

Je pense que je suis tombé amoureux de toi

Oui, moi, qui ne pensais pas pouvoir être fou de quelqu'un

Pour toi, comme dans les chansons et les films d'amour,

j'irai n'importe où maintenant

N'allumez pas encore les lumières

Juste encore un instant

Pour que je puisse admirer cette beauté

N'allumez pas encore les lumières

N'invoquez pas le jour

Sauvez-moi, trouvez un plan

Si le soleil se lève

Je resterai seul

Blusa (ITA)

Translation by @vesdagrem, review by @varianestoroff and IG irenalemajic

Avvicina la sedia,

toccami la mano.

Stasera sei la mia musa.

A ritmo del tuo blues

ballerò senza sosta

La nostra stanza è piccola.

Mi comporto come uno stupido ubriaco

ma non ho bevuto neanche un bicchiere.

Penso di essermi innamorato di te.

Sì, io, che non pensavo sarei mai stato pazzo di qualcuno.

Per te, come nei film e nelle canzoni d'amore,

andrò ovunque.

Voltati e basta.

Guardami.

Solo il silenzio

passerà i chilometri tra noi,

in uno solo battito.

La nostra stanza è piccola.

Mi comporto come uno stupido ubriaco

ma non ho bevuto neanche un bicchiere.

Penso di essermi innamorato di te.

Sì, io, che non pensavo sarei mai stato pazzo di qualcuno.

Per te, come nei film e nelle canzoni d'amore,

andrò ovunque.

Non accendete ancora la luce.

Ancora un istante,

così ammiro quella bellezza.

Non accendete ancora la luce.

Non invocate il giorno.

Salvatemi, pensate a un piano.

Se il sole sorge

resterò solo.

Bluse (GER)

Translation by a member of JokerOutSubs

Rück deinen Stuhl näher

Berühr meine Hand

Heute Nacht bist du meine Muse

Im Rhythmus deines Blues

Werde ich ununterbrochen tanzen

Unser Zimmer ist klein

Ich benehme mich wie ein betrunkener Idiot

Aber ich habe kein einziges Glas getrunken

Ich denke, ich habe mich verliebt in dich

Ja, ich, der nicht geglaubt hat, ich würde verrückt nach jemandem sein

Nach dir, wie in Liebesliedern und -filmen

würde ich jetzt überall hingehen

Dreh dich einfach um

Schau zu mir

Allein die Stille wird

Kilometer zwischen uns überwinden

In einem einzigen Herzschlag

Unser Zimmer ist klein

Ich benehme mich wie ein betrunkener Idiot

Aber ich habe kein einziges Glas getrunken

Ich denke, ich habe mich verliebt in dich

Ja, ich, der nicht geglaubt hat, ich würde verrückt nach jemandem sein

Nach dir, wie in Liebesliedern und -filmen

würde ich jetzt überall hingehen

Schaltet das Licht noch nicht ein

Nur noch einen Moment

Damit ich diese Schönheit betrachten kann

Schaltet das Licht noch nicht ein

Beschwört nicht den Tag

Rettet mich, überlegt euch einen Plan

Wenn die Sonne aufgeht

Werde ich alleine sein

Blouse (DUT)

Translation by a member of JokerOutSubs

Zet je stoel dichterbij

Raak mijn hand aan

Vanavond ben jij mijn muze

In het ritme van jouw blues

Wil ik oneindig dansen

De kamer voelt te klein voor ons

Ik gedraag me als een dronken idioot

Maar ik heb geen enkel glas gehad

Ik denk dat ik verliefd ben geworden

Ja, ik, wie niet geloofde dat ik gek op iemand zou worden

Voor jou, zoals in liefdes liedjes en film,

ik zal nu overal heen willen

Draai je gewoon om

Kijk naar mij

Alleen stilte zal

Kilometers tussen ons passeren

In één enkele hartslag

De kamer voelt te klein voor ons

Ik gedraag me als een dronken idioot

Maar ik heb geen enkel glas gehad

Ik denk dat ik verliefd op jou ben geworden

Ja, ik, wie niet geloofde dat ik gek op iemand zou worden

Voor jou, als een liefdes lied en film,

ik zal nu overal heen willen

Doe de lampen nog niet aan

Nog één klein moment

Zodat ik deze schoonheid nog kan bewonderen

Doe de lampen nog niet aan

Laat de dag nog niet binnen

Red mij, bedenk een plan

Als de zon opkomt

Zal ik alleen blijven

Bluse (DAN)

Translation by X AnnaaMontana

Ryk din stol tættere på

Rør min hånd

I aften er du min muse

Til rytmen af dine blues

Vil jeg danse uafbrudt

Vores værelse er lille

Jeg opfører mig som et fuldt fjols

Men jeg har ikke drukket en eneste tår

Jeg tror, at jeg er blevet forelsket i dig

Ja, mig, som ikke troede, at jeg kunne blive vild med nogen

Med dig, som i kærlighedssange og -film,

ville jeg tage hvor som helst hen nu

Bare vend dig om

Se på mig

Stilheden vil i sig selv

Tilbagelægge kilometerne imellem os

På et enkelt hjerteslag

Værelset føles for småt til os

Jeg opfører mig som et fuldt fjols

Men jeg har ikke drukket en eneste tår

Jeg tror jeg er blevet forelsket i dig

Ja, mig, som ikke troede jeg kunne blive vild med nogen

Med dig, som i kærlighedssange og -film,

ville jeg tage hvor som helst hen nu

Ikke tænd lyset endnu

Bare et øjeblik til

Så jeg kan beundre den skønhed

Ikke tænd lyset endnu

Hidkald ikke dagen

Red mig, læg en plan

Hvis solen står op

Vil jeg være alene

Pusero (FIN)

Translation by @saallotar, @niini5 and @drugsforaddicts

Siirrä tuoliasi lähemmäs

Kosketa kättäni

Tänä iltana olet muusani

Blues-sävelesi rytmiin

Tanssin taukoamatta

Huoneemme on pieni

Hölmöilen kuin humalassa

Mutten ole juonut lasillistakaan

Luulen että olen rakastunut sinuun

Minä, joka en koskaan uskonut hullaantuvani kenestäkään

Vuoksesi, kuin rakkauslauluissa ja elokuvissa,

menisin minne vain

Käännythän ympäri

Vilkaisethan minuun

Hiljaisuus yksinään

Tekee kilometrejä välillemme

Yhdessä sydämenlyönnissä

Huoneemme on pieni

Hölmöilen kuin humalassa

Mutten ole juonut lasillistakaan

Luulen että olen rakastunut sinuun

Minä, joka en koskaan uskonut hullaantuvani kenestäkään

Vuoksesi, kuin rakkauslauluissa ja elokuvissa,

menisin minne vain

Älkää sytyttäkö valoja vielä

Hetkeen ainakaan

Jotta voin ihailla kauneuttasi

Älkää sytyttäkö valoja vielä

Älkää kutsuko huomista

Pelastakaa minut, keksikää suunnitelma

Jos aurinko nousee

Olen yksin

ブラウス (JAP)

Translation by X sae_w

もっと椅子を寄せて

この手に触れておくれよ

今夜　君は俺のミューズ

君のブルースのリズムに合わせて

休むことなく踊るよ

小さな部屋にふたり

酔った間抜けのフリしてるけど

本当は一杯だって飲んでない

どうやら　恋をしてしまったみたいだ

君にさ　そう、俺がだよ　

誰かに夢中になるなんて　ありえないと思ってたのに

君に首ったけ

まるでラブソングやロマンス映画みたいにさ　

どこへだって行くよ

振り向いて

こっちを見ておくれよ

沈黙だけが　ふたりの間を数キロ先まで駆けてく

たった一拍の鼓動のうちに

小さな部屋にふたり

酔った間抜けのフリしてるけど

本当は一杯だって飲んでない

どうやら　恋をしてしまったみたいだ

君にさ　そう、俺がだよ

誰かに夢中になるなんてありえないと思ってたのに

君に首ったけ

まるでラブソングやロマンス映画みたいにさ

どこへだって行くよ

まだ明かりはつけないで

あと一瞬だけ

この美しい光景に見惚れていたい

まだ明かりはつけないで

一日を呼び起こさないで

どうか助けてくれ　何か案をおくれよ

朝日が昇ってしまえば

もう俺は1人きりだ

Bluza (MAC)

Translation by IG marijakonte

Priblizhi go stolcheto

Dopri mi ja rakata

Nokjva ti si moja muza

Vo ritamot na tvojot bluz kje

Igram bez prestan

Sobata ni e mala

Jas ko pijana budala

No ni chasha ne sum ispil

Mislam deka se zaljubiv vo tebe

Bash jas, koj ne veruvav deka za nekoj kje bidam lud

Za tebe, kako vo ljubovnite pesni i filmovi,

sega kje odam sekade

Samo svrti se

Frli pogled kon mene

Tishinata sama kje pomine

Kilometri megju nas

Sè dodeka srceto ednash ne zachuka

Sobata ni e mala

Jas ko pijana budala

No ni chasha ne sum ispil

Mislam deka se zaljubiv vo tebe

Bash jas, koj ne veruvav deka za nekoj kje bidam lud

Za tebe, kako vo ljubovnite pesni i filmovi,

sega kje odam sekade

Ne pushtajte svetla sè ushte

Samo ushte eden moment

Da se iznagledam na ubavinata tvoja

Ne pushtajte svetla sè ushte

Ne go povikuvajte denot

Spasete me, smislete nekoj plan

Ako izgree sonceto

Kje ostanam sam

Blúz (HUN)

Translation by X ddrflctn

Húzd közelebb a széked

Érintsd meg a kezem

Ma éjjel te vagy a múzsám

A bluesod ritmusában

Fogok táncolni megállás nélkül

A szoba túl kicsi nekünk

Olyan vagyok, mint egy részeg bolond

Pedig még egy pohárral sem ittam

Azt hiszem, szerelmes vagyok beléd

Igen, én, aki nem hittem volna, hogy valakiért majd megbolondulok

Érted, mint a szerelmes dalokban és filmekben,

most már bárhová elmennék

Csak fordulj meg

Vess egy pillantást felém

Maga a csend fog

Kilométereket megtenni közöttünk

Egyetlen szívdobbanás alatt

A szoba túl kicsi nekünk

Olyan vagyok, mint egy részeg bolond

Pedig még egy pohárral sem ittam

Azt hiszem, szerelmes vagyok beléd

Igen, én, aki nem hittem volna, hogy valakiért majd megbolondulok

Érted, mint a szerelmes dalokban és filmekben,

most már bárhová elmennék

Még ne kapcsoljátok fel a villanyt

Csak még egy pillanat

Hogy csodálhassam ezt a szépséget

Még ne kapcsoljátok fel a villanyt

Ne idézzétek meg a napot

Mentsetek meg, találjatok ki valami tervet

Mert ha felkel a nap

Én egyedül maradok

Bluzka (POL)

Translation by a member of JokerOutSubs

Przysuń swoje krzesło

Dotknij mojej dłoni

Tej nocy jesteś moją muzą

W rytmie twojego bluesa

Będę tańczył bez przerwy

Nasz pokój jest mały

Ja niczym pijany głupiec

Ale nie wypiłem ani kieliszka

Myślę, że się zakochałem w tobie

Tak, ja, który nigdy nie myślał, że można za kimś szaleć

Dla ciebie, jak w piosenkach i miłosnych filmach,

pójdę teraz wszędzie

Tylko się odwróć

Spojrzyj na mnie

Cisza sama pokona

Kilometry nas dzielące

Z jednym uderzeniem serca

Nasz pokój jest mały

Ja niczym pijany głupiec

Ale nie wypiłem ani kieliszka

Myślę, że się zakochałem w tobie

Tak, ja, który nigdy nie myślał, że można za kimś szaleć

Dla ciebie, jak w piosenkach i miłosnych filmach,

pójdę teraz wszędzie

Nie zapalajcie jeszcze światła

Jeszcze tylko moment

Abym mógł podziwiać twoje piękno

Nie zapalajcie jeszcze światła

Nie przyzywajcie dnia

Uratujcie mnie, wymyślcie jakiś plan

Jeśli wzejdzie słońce

Zostanę sam

Bluz (TUR)

Translation by X povejmiselin

Sandalyeni yaklaştır

Elime dokun

Bu gece benim ilham perimsin

Bluzunun ritminde

Durmandan dans edeceğim

Oda bizim için çok küçük

Sarhoş bir aptal gibi davranıyorum

Ama tek bir kadeh bile içmedim

Galiba sana aşık oldum

Evet, ben, biri için deli olabilceğime inanmayan ben

Senin için, aşk şarkılarında ve filmlerinde olduğu gibi,

her yere giderim

Sadece arkanı dön

Bana doğru bak

Sadece sessizlik

Aramızdaki kilometreleri

Tek bir kalp atışında geçecek

Oda bizim için çok küçük

Sarhoş bir aptal gibi davranıyorum

Ama tek bir kadeh bile içmedim

Galiba sana aşık oldum

Evet, ben, biri için bu kadar deli olabilceğime inanmayan ben

Senin için, aşk şarkılarında ve filmlerinde olduğu gibi,

her yere giderim

Henüz ışıkları açma

Sadece bir dakika daha

Böylece o güzelliğe hayranlık duyabilirim

Henüz ışıkları açma

Sabahı çağırma

Kurtar beni, bir plan yap

Eğer güneş doğarsa

Yalnız kalacağım

Blusa (SPA)

Translation by @bestofjokerout, review by @madscientist-physicsedition

Acerca tu silla

Toca mi mano

Esta noche eres mi musa

Al ritmo de tus blues

Bailaré sin parar

La habitación parece demasiado pequeña para nosotros

Estoy actuando como un idiota borracho

Pero no me he tomado ni una copa

Creo que me he enamorado de ti

Sí, yo, que no creía que podía estar loco por alguien

Por ti, como en las canciones y películas de amor,

ahora iría a cualquier parte.

Date la vuelta

Mira hacia mí

El silencio por si sólo

Pasará kilómetros entre nosotros

En un solo latido

La habitación parece demasiado pequeña para nosotros

Estoy actuando como un idiota borracho

Pero no me he tomado ni una copa

Creo que me he enamorado de ti.

Sí, yo, que no creía que podía estar loco por alguien

Por ti, como en las canciones y películas de amor,

ahora iré a cualquier parte

No enciendas las luces todavía

Sólo un momento más

Para poder admirar esa belleza

No enciendas las luces todavía

No invoques el día

Sálvame, piensa en algún plan

Si sale el sol

Estaré solo

Brusa (CAT)

Translation by @bestofjokerout, review by @madscientist-physicsedition

Acosta la teva cadira

Toca la meva mà

Aquesta nit ets la meva musa

Al ritme del teus blues

Ballaré sense parar

L'habitació sembla massa petita per a nosaltres

Estic actuant com un idiota borratxo

Però no m'he près ni una copa

Crec que m'he enamorat de tú

Sí, jo, que no creia que podia estar boig per algú

Per tu, com en les cançons i pel·lícules d'amor,

ara aniría a qualsevol lloc.

Dona't la volta

Mira cap a mi

El silenci per si sol

Passarà quilometres entre nosaltres

En només un batec

L'habitació sembla massa petita per a nosaltres

Estic actuant com un idiota borratxo

Però no m'he près ni una copa

Crec que m'he enamorat de tú

Sí, jo, que no creia que podia estar boig per algú

Per tu, com en les cançons i pel·licules d'amor,

ara aniría a qualsevol lloc.

No encenguis les llums encara

Només un moment més

Per poder admirar aquesta bellesa

No encenguis les llums encara

No invoquis el dia

Salva'm, pensa en algun pla

Si surt el sol

Estaré sol

Blus (SWE)

Translation by @fullmoonsnstars, review by a member of JokerOutSubs

För din stol närmare

Rör vid min hand

I natt är du min musa

I rytmen av ditt vemod

Slutar jag aldrig dansa

Rummet känns för litet för oss

Jag beter mig som en redlös dåre

Fast jag inte druckit ett enda glas

Jag tror jag blivit förälskad i dig

Ja, jag, som inte trodde jag kunde bli galen för någon

För dig, som i kärlekslåtar och filmer,

skulle jag gå vart som helst nu

Bara vänd dig om

Se på mig

Tystnaden kan själv

Föra kilometer emellan oss

På ett enda hjärtslag

Rummet känns för litet för oss

Jag beter mig som en redlös dåre

Fast jag inte druckit ett enda glas

Jag tror jag blivit förälskad i dig

Ja, jag, som inte trodde jag kunde bli galen för någon

För dig, som i kärlekslåtar och filmer,

skulle jag gå vart som helst nu

Tänd inte lyset än

Bara ett ögonblick till

Så att jag kan beundra skönheten

Tänd inte lyset än

Tillkalla inte dagen

Rädda mig, tänk ut en plan

Om solen gryr

Blir jag ensam

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Jel život precijenjen? Što bi vi rekli?

Ovisi iz kojeg kuta gledamo. Kad promatramo iz česte (klasične) ljudske perspektive da je to to - to je život - ovo stanje koje ja doživljavam kao život, sve je takvo kakvo je, nema dalje od toga, nema dublje dimenzije, unutarnje evolucije, bilo kakve prave promjene, onda podcjenjujemo život, tj. iskustvo koje u ovom životu možemo imati.

Međutim, vjerujem da je ta perspektiva, kad počnemo imalo dublje istraživati život, brzo ostavljena iza nas.

Ono što mislim pod tim da je život precijenjen je umna ideja da će nam život - forma - svijet - iskustvo nešto istinski donijeti. I zbog nje um stalno očekuje - tu neku stvar, događaj, situaciju... Međutim, toga nema. Nema tog trenutka, te situacije koja će nas ispuniti. To je iluzija.

"The Matrix is everywhere. It is all around us. Even now, in this very room. You can see it when you look out your window or when you turn on your television. You can feel it when you go to work... when you go to church... when you pay your taxes. It is the world that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth."

I na neki način, da nađemo pravu puninu, fora je upravo prozreti tu iluziju. Dok se fokus pogleda svijesti zaustavlja i očekuje nešto na razinama iskustva forme, ne vidi dublje od toga. Unutra u duboku ne-osobnu, bezobličnu esenciju. A u njoj je sve, punina je u njoj. Forma je sama po sebi prazna. A mi od nje toliko očekujemo. To znači da je precijenjena.

Ovime oslikavam našu ljudsku perspektivu i jednu specifičnu poantu, a ne "vrijednost" samog života. Kao i uvijek, tko treba, shvatit će.

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MORAŠ DA SE SMEJEŠ 006

26  oktobar   2019, subota

Danas sam ustala u 8. Pre toga  me baba zvala  u 7 da joj  sipam šnaps,  što je sad već standardna procedura. Retko koje  rano jutro preskoči  da se dopuni. Sinoć me pitala  zašto mi curi nos,  da nisam bolesna ,da joj slučajno ne pređe?

"Nisam bre baba bolesna nego u ovoj sobi nemaš vazduh, bazdi džibra, uguši me! Budi srećna što  ne kašljem  jer ovo štipa  za  sluzokožu kao suzavac." Posle kad sam izašla iz sobe  stvarno  sam počela da kašljem, slezinu da iskašljem, kakav je to otrov od vazudha u toj njenoj sobi uveče kad  leže da spava  uz inhalator i šnaps. Ujutru se oštrim mirisima pridodaje urin sa svojom posebno iritantnom notom.

I tako jutros pijem kafu na terasi i učini mi se da me baba zove. Odem do njene sobe i pitam  zašto me je zvala, kad ona bunovna.  - Upsss!  Go back to sleep.-  izvnih se ja  - Nastavi da spavaš -

Sreća pa je produžila da spava. Kad je ustala, sređivala je svoje tablete  koje pije u toku dana  i nešto ih premešta u neke plastične kontejnerčiće, dozere. Posle je opet morala da se dernja. Moraću neko jutro da je snimim krišom, to se ne da opisati.  Jedino me strah da neko od komšija ili prolaznika ne pozove policaj  pa da me uhapse što mučim  staru gospođu koja vrišti. Jutros se baš potrefio neki  momak da prođe pored prozora dok se to odvija, ali od žbunja nisam mogla da vidim  dal je čuo ili nije, jer bi verovatno odskočio.

Posao za danas mi je bio  nedeljno sređivanje kupatila,  tj  da  oribam kupatilo koje je oribano  i nigde ne vidim prljavštinu. Baba se sama kupa i posle nje je u kupatilu  suvo, ko da se produva  nekim kompresorom, nigde kap vode ne možeš da vidiš.  Inače  kapljice  vode na podu su njena noćna mora, jer se plaši da se ne oklizne i  strašno negoduje ako ih vidi, ili ako misli da ih vidi.

To moje ribanje kupatila  je potrajalo jer pojma nisam imala šta treba da radim. Osušim lavabo da se cakli  i posle ne smem da pustim vodu jer opet treba da ga sušim. Vidim neku  šolju  sa pastom za zube, četkom  i nekom flašicom  unutra  i  krenem to da izvadim napolje da obrišem šolju, kad iz te flašice iscuri neko ulje  preko pasti i u lavabo.

"Oooooooo!!!  Suncetikalajisano!  Čime sad ovo da obrišem?" Uzmem toalet papir   i nekako obrišem sve da se ne vidi  da je tu bilo prosuto ulje, ali posle moram da švercujem taj papir u drugo kupatilo da ubacim u vc šolju jer, ne znam na koji način se odlaže tako nešto u đubre, ali baba bi me sigurno ukebala  da  nešto nisam uradila po PS-u  "Pravilima službe perverzne higijene". U međuvremenu baba uđe kod mene i kaže: 

-NAPKIN! IT IS NAPKIN!-  Maramica ! Maramica!

- Ok, ali šta napkin? Opet imaš neku specijalnu krpu za neki predmet ili šta?  Vidim da babi nije po volji što ja ne razumem, ode baba   i uzme mobilni i kaže mu -  ENGLIŠ  i tek  na displeju izađe  PUMPKIN!   TIkva!

- AAA, HELUVIM ???  Noć veštica?

- WHAT IS HELUVIM? - pita " Tikve, noć veštica, maskirana deca? Ring the bell? "

-Never mind. Nije važno.  What about pumpkin? Šta sa tikvom?  

- Povodom pampkina ima u kafiću, onom što smo bile juče, proslava pampkina - kaže. Svi tamo nešto  burgijaju tikve i okupljaju se.  

I dok sam ja završila   kupatilo, dok sam se obukla bilo je dva sata  i  festival pampkina se završio ,mada mi je baba pre nego što smo  pošle rekla da sam  kvik - brza. Da li je mislila ozbiljno ili  se šali  svejedno.

Tikveni festival  je bio od deset do dva. Odemo mi  do kafića  i tamo smo se razvlačile, nismo odmah sele za sto napolju. Njoj je neki   rođak  platio  supu od tikve koju su doneli meni, ja se zahvalim konobarici  i pitam se dal je to besplatno, shodno  prazniku pampkina. Ali ništa nisam dirala i supa je  naravno bila za babu. Mene valjda nisu videli kako stojim iza babe, ali  nije važno. 

Posle dok se baba ispričala sa prisutnima  o odsutnima,  počela je da me hvata jeza  jer je vreme bilo vlažno hladnjikavo.  Dok smo naručile kafu, već je i zašlo sunce, a sedele smo napolju, da bi baba pušila.  I tako  smo promašile proslavu pampkina, posmrzavale se da su mi se ukočila ramena, pa ajd kući. Već sam bila mrtva gladna jer sam za ručak jela  riblje štapiće bez hleba, pa sam napravila sebi tost. Baba neće ništa zbog  čorbe od pampkina  i  konačno siđem  u svoju sobu. Već je šest sati,  a meni se spava. Baba leže u pola  12. Kako li ću da izdržim dotle a da se ne uspavam? I kako to da ona ima više energije od mene, i ona se isto nazimila napolju a njoj nije ništa.

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Rae-won Kim and Ho-jun Son, life-threatening due to an explosion…

'The police station next to the fire station' Kim Rae-won and Son Ho-joon are in danger while chasing a serial arson case.

In the 12th episode (final episode) of the SBS Friday/Saturday drama 'The Police Station Next to the Fire Station', which aired on the 30th, Jin Ho-gae (Kim Rae-won) and Bong Do-jin (Son Ho-joon) suffered an explosion accident.

On this day, Bong Do-jin found something suspicious at the scene of the three accidents, and said, "Has there been any witnesses who saw strange patterns during the fire at Dochun Villa and the septic tank? I saw something strange. I saw the same star pattern during the fire at Dochun Villa and the septic tank." he confessed.

Bong Do-jin was worried, saying, "This doesn't feel right. If one person set fires serially," Gong Myung-pil (Kang Ki-dung) said, "Isn't it over? It's not a serial murder, where is the signature of arson?" did

Dok Go-soon (Woo Mi-hwa) also dissuaded him, saying, "Yes, Do-jin might have misunderstood you," and Bong Do-jin said, "The fire at Dochun Villa is at 10 am, the hot dog truck at 1 pm, and the septic tank explosion at 4 pm. The fire broke out every three hours," he said.

Song Seol (Gong Seung-yeon) said, “If the fire today is a series of arson fires that occurred every three hours, as the senior said, the next fire could happen three hours later. There is no left," he said, and there was no accident even after 7 o'clock.

Bong Do-jin thought it was a serial arson incident until the end, and went to visit Jinho-gae, who had disappeared after submitting a letter of resignation. Jin Ho-gae finally joined hands with Bong Do-jin to investigate the fire accident.

In particular, Bong Do-jin and Jinho-gae found the scene where the arson failed through the body of a stray cat. Song Xue was delighted that Jin Hao Gai had returned, and handed over his police service card. Jin Ho-gae sincerely said, "I'm glad you were by my side when my heart stopped."

In addition, Bong Do-jin said while patrolling with Song-seol, "It's nice to be on patrol with you after a long time." Song Seol sympathized, saying, "That's right. It's been a long time since we've been on patrol together," and Bong Do-jin said, "Seol-ah. I have something to tell you."

Song-seol wondered, “What is it?” At this time, Bong Do-jin received a radio call announcing a fire accident. Bong Do-jin said, "Let's go," and turned around, while Song-seol said, "He said he had something to say." Bong Do-jin said, "I'll do it tomorrow. Tomorrow" and put off his words.

However, Bong Do-jin and Jin Ho-gae suffered an explosion in the process of putting out a fire, and Song-seol recalled what the two said and despaired, raising the tension in the play.