I love purple.
I love Deep Purple.
I forgot about that color.
It's the color of my youth.
They passed years and I looked straight,
and I haven't listened to what I liked long ago.
I cried about what I didn't create:
When the blind man cries - Deep Purple.
I love purple.
I love Deep Purple.
I feel that color again.
My sleepy youth was hiding here.
It's nice to see a lot
But now I see everything that I love again.
I enjoy the creature:
Child in Time - Deep Purple.
I love purple.
I love Deep Purple
I'll always love it very violet.
In the large corner of my memory stands.
My youth is hiding there
As long as I can look right.
But dark memories. To be called age:
Smoke on the water - Deep Purple.
08/10/2011
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Muzika moje mladosti
Volim ljubičasto.
Volim jako ljubičasto.
Bio sam zaboravio na tu boju.
To je boja moje mladosti.
Prođoše godine a ja sam gledao pravo,
a nisam odavno slušao ono što sam volio.
Plakao sam za onim što nisam stvorio.
Kad slijepac plače - Deep Purple.
Volim jako ljubičasto.
Ponovo osjećam tu boju.
Tu se moja zaspala mladost skrivala.
Lijepo je što sam vidio mnogo
Ali sad vidim ponovo sve što volim.
Uživam u stvorenom biću.
Dijete u vremenu - Deep Purple.
Volim ljubičasto.
Voljeću uvijek jako ljubičasto.
U velikom, gornjem uglu mog sjećanja stoji.
Tamo se krije moja mladost.
Dok god budem mogao gledaću pravo.
Ali tamne sjećanja. To se zovu starost.
Dim na vodi - Deep Purple.
8.10.2011.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Deep Purple the color of infancy the color of youth the color of OLD.........! // lovely poem on passionate of color