075 ... kako sem naivna !
Pisana sobota se počasi preveša v večer. S prijetno druščino moževih prijateljev sedimo sred travnika in čvekamo o tem in onem ob soju sveč. Z balkona se suče U2 ... who's gonna ride your wild horses; pogovor nanese na motor, vsa banda je strašno motoristična, edino moj mož si je šele leta za prijatelji prvič umislil mrcino te sorte. Omenim, kako se mi zdi spremenjen, odkar je v garaži motor, pa se mi družno zarežijo, češ kako sem naivna, saj zdaj ima vendar ljubico! In le zakaj ji še ni nadel imena... Suzana, recimo? Ah, res sem naivna. Ves čas sem mislila, da je ON. Pa sploh ni! ONA je! Ona je torej tista, s katero želi bit lep!? Zdaj sem jaz tista tečna, nujno domače zlo z valjarjem v roki... 
On pa ljubico v službi (kdo pa ne ve, kaj je vojakova ljubica?!), ljubico doma, ...
.
Pa še U2 melodija, ki mi zadnje čase sploh ne gre več iz glave:
WHO'S GONNA RIDE YOUR WILD HORSES?
You're dangerous 'cause you're honest
You're dangerous, you don't know what you want
Well you left my heart empty as a vacant lot
For any spirit to haunt
Hey hey sha la la
Hey hey
You're an accident waiting to happen
You're a piece of glass left in a beach
Well you tell me things I know you're not supposed to
Then you leave me just out of reach
Hey hey sha la la
Hey hey sha la la
Who's gonna ride your wild horses
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea
Who's gonna ride your wild horses
Who's gonna fall at the foot of thee
Well you stole it 'cause I needed the cash
And you killed it 'cause I wanted revenge
Well you lied to me 'cause I asked you to
Baby, can we still be friends
Hey hey sha la la
Hey hey sha la la
Who's gonna ride your wild horses
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea
Who's gonna ride your wild horses
Who's gonna fall at the foot of thee
Oh, the deeper I spin
Oh, the hunter will sin for your ivory skin
Took a drive in the dirty rain
To a place where the wind calls your name
Under the trees the river laughing at you and me
Hallelujah, heaven's white rose
The doors you open
I just can't close
Don't turn around, don't turn around again
Don't turn around, your gypsy heart
Don't turn around, don't turn around again
Don't turn around, and don't look back
Come on now love, don't you look back
Who's gonna ride your wild horses
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea
Who's gonna taste your salt water kisses
Who's gonna take the place of me
Who's gonna ride your wild horses
Who's gonna tame the heart of thee
drejcdrejc je napisal-a:
Draga Ženka, hvala za lepe želje in še lepše darilo. Vse ostale ljubice se lahko skrijejo proti tebi. Ljubim te.
Samo tvoj mož
štefka je napisal-a:
malo me je pogrelo, ko sem prebrala naslov, a me tako pomirilo in ohladilo, ko sem prebrala ostalo.Oh te ljubi..ce..e.
drejcdrejc je napisal-a:
twini je napisal-a:
pa saj ima vsak kakšno svojo ljubico te sorte - brez teh res ne gre. Glavno da ob njih ne pozabijo na nas in čeprav se včasih zbujijo v njihovem svetu so vseeno naši do konca in naprej
LPSSM je napisal-a:
