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Grosuplje
Grosuplje (pronounced [ɡɾɔˈsùːpljɛ];German: Großlupp) is a town in central Slovenia. It is the seat of the Municipality of Grosuplje. It lies just south of the capital Ljubljana in the traditional region of Lower Carniola. It is now included in the Central Slovenia Statistical Region.
Name
Grosuplje was first attested in written sources in 1136 as Groslupp (and as Grasslupp in 1220–50, and Grazlup in 1249). The settlement is known as Grasuple in the local dialect. The etymological origin of the name is unclear. One theory derives it from *Graslupoje (selo/poľe)—literally, 'wet (village/field)', from the adjective *graslupъ. Another theory derives the name from Lombard *grass(ah)lauffja 'rapids' but is undermined by the lack of fast-flowing water in the area. Yet another theory derives it from the hypothetical Lombard name *Graslupus borrowed into Slavic as *Groslupъ, whereby *Groslupľe selo would literally mean 'Groslupъ's village'. In the past the German name was Großlupp.
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Crazy Blue
by: David WilcoxIf there's a storm don't blame me
It isn't my responsibility
To rule the world that's sitting on my shoulder
I can't stop time or change the weather
There's nothing I can do, but think of you
Crazy blue, Crazy blue
Look at me missing you
After all this time it's true
I must be crazy
Crazy blue
Pull the shadows off your face
Suddenly there's no more masks to chase
The burning sorrows from our memory
The kindness in your eyes and yet
Things we said in a word or two
Crazy blue
Crazy blue...look at me, missing you
After all this time it's true
I must be crazy
Crazy blue, it's a miracle
So many colors blending
You're a rainbow, a contradiction from my point of view
And is there nothing I can say
To make this feeling go away
A word a mantra, some cliche
You're in the sky, the ocean sewn
The horizons kiss you've stolen too,
Crazy blue, crazy blue,
Look at me missing you,
After all this time it's true
I must be crazy,
Crazy blue