{"id":272,"date":"2014-02-19T07:43:23","date_gmt":"2014-02-19T07:43:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/?p=272"},"modified":"2014-02-19T09:23:26","modified_gmt":"2014-02-19T09:23:26","slug":"zato-sto-mi-je-stalo","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/?p=272","title":{"rendered":"Zato \u0161to mi je stalo"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Sjedim pored nije, moja ljubav. Slu\u0161am kako pjeva, gledam bjele konje od pjene kako se utrkivaju i svjetlucaju pod suncem. Ko god je izbrao muziku u lokalu jutros je genije. Otvorila mi srce. Moje srce ranjeno i slomljeno milion puta, sve pokriveno u ozljedama, moje srce koje me ovih dana prestra\u0161ilo, ho\u0107e li valjda zakazati, prerano&#8230;. prerano&#8230; A uporno se svaki put sabere, opet, i krenemo dalje.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/IMG_20140219_075144.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-275 alignnone\" style=\"margin: 20px;\" alt=\"IMG_20140219_075144\" src=\"http:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/IMG_20140219_075144-300x225.jpg\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/IMG_20140219_075144-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/IMG_20140219_075144-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/IMG_20140219_075144.jpg 2048w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a>Volim ovu ludu zemlju. Svaki dan se sje\u010dam u nekom trenutku, \u010desto vi\u0161e puta, da ka\u017eem GRAZIE, gracias a la vida, Boginiji, svim an\u0111elima, duhovima, devama, \u010detri elemenatima, majstorima, kome god, \u0161to sam \u017eiva i \u0161to sam ovdje.<\/p>\n<p>\u017divot te\u0107e u \u017eilama ove ranjene zemlje, zemlje koja ima du\u0161u veliku. Zemlja koja zna biti i otrovna , izlu\u0111uje te, ali ipak ti krade srce.<\/p>\n<p>Narod koji duge godine nije vjerovao u sebi. Koliko godina koliko njih me gledao za\u010du\u0111eno, \u0161to sam toliko tvrdoglava u nekim mojim tvrdnjama. Vi\u0161e sam vjerovala ja u ovaj narod nego on sam. I ko\u0161talo mi je to u\u017easno puno, morala sam past na koljena&#8230; ma kakve na koljena&#8230; dole licem u govna, i od toga puno jesti, ali sam pre\u017eivjela.<\/p>\n<p>I nagrada mi je da sam sad ovdje, da \u017eivim ovim danima. Zaslu\u017eila sam to.<\/p>\n<p>Da osje\u010dam ponos, a i dalje ta ljubav koja se nikad nikad nikad nije ugasila. Niti u najmra\u010dnim trenucima.<\/p>\n<p>Ni\u0161ta nije rje\u0161eno, sve je nejzvjesno i opasno, ko zna gdje \u0107e nas sudbina jo\u0161 odvesti. Ali tu smo. Tu sam.<\/p>\n<p>Nikuda ne idem ja odavjde. Ovo je moj dom. I moja sudbina.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sjedim pored nije, moja ljubav. Slu\u0161am kako pjeva, gledam bjele konje od pjene kako se utrkivaju i svjetlucaju pod suncem. Ko god je izbrao muziku u lokalu jutros je genije. Otvorila mi srce. Moje srce ranjeno i slomljeno milion puta, sve pokriveno u ozljedama, moje srce koje me ovih dana prestra\u0161ilo, ho\u0107e li valjda zakazati, &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/?p=272\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Zato \u0161to mi je stalo<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-272","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/272","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=272"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/272\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":280,"href":"https:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/272\/revisions\/280"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=272"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=272"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paolalucchesi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=272"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}