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Proeski performed in public first time at the age of twelve at the popular children's song festival Zlatno Slavejče but the real career started in 1996 at the teenage music festival Melfest. He released his first album at the age of 18.
Along with F.Y.R. Macedonia Proeski was very popular also elsewhere in Balkan. The whole Europe got to know him in Eurovision Song Contest in 2004 with his song Life (14th place). He also made a Macedonian version Angel si ti ("You're an angel"). At the very same year he became a UNICEF Goodwill Ambassador. Proeski is known for donating his concert incomings to orphanages.
Proeski sang normally in Macedonian or Serbian and later also in English and even in Italian.
Then came the dreadful day. Early morning on October 16th in 2007 - exactly three years ago - Toše Proeski died in a car accident in Croatia. The car was hit by a truck and it drove into the median barrier. Sleeping Proeski got killed instantly in the front passinger seat. Next day - the 17th - was pronouced a national mourning day in Macedonia and the government titled him as "the Honorable citizen of Macedonia".
Proeski's last album was published two years after his death in 2009. This post mortem album called The hardest thing was in English and it was prepared for foreign countries. But the expanding never happened. The cover of the last album is chosen by Proeski's fans and it's a sad remainder of his too short life.
Proeski's last album was published two years after his death in 2009. This post mortem album called The hardest thing was in English and it was prepared for foreign countries. But the expanding never happened. The cover of the last album is chosen by Proeski's fans and it's a sad remainder of his too short life.
Toše Proeski was definetly too young to die, too good to die. His warm and strong voice is one of the best I know. And his smile too.
One example of his voice you'll find by cliking this and wind to 3:58 when he sings a moment without music. Or by listening Toše singing The hardest thing to a reporter. This song he never sang entirely in public for it was just made. And because I can't translate his songs I've decided to share one of his last songs which is already in English.
Check also: Čija si ("To whom do you belong"), Kad varas ti ("When you are cheating"), Ako me pogledas u oci ("If you look me in the eyes"), Ljubena ("My beloved one"), Magija with Esma Redzepova ("Magic"), Na mesto zlocina ("At the crime scene"), Nikada with English translation("Never"), Hardest thing (post mortem), Don't hurt the ones you love, My little feat. Kristijan, Interwiev for the Eurovision, News about the car accident.
I guess it's just another night
Another fight
That all familiar scene
You looking
At your watch again
Saying what's the time
And where the hell you've been
Even on the other side
Wondering why I even try at all
Look into my heart again
With your x-ray eyes
Tell me what you're trying to see
Can't stand the way you look at me
*I put my
Another fight
That all familiar scene
You looking
At your watch again
Saying what's the time
And where the hell you've been
Even on the other side
Wondering why I even try at all
Look into my heart again
With your x-ray eyes
Tell me what you're trying to see
Can't stand the way you look at me
*I put my
Hands up
I put my hands up
I guess I'm guilty
Hands up
I must have done whatever you accuse me of
I stand up to hear your judgement
It's always guilty
But I'm gonna make a break
Before you turn the key*
Maybe my life would be easier
Getting out of here
And trying to make it right
There's no matter what I do
I can't get through
I wanna just get by
You forget the liveness
We just exist as nothing left inside
Should I tell you what you wanna hear
And kill it with this lie
I put my hands up
I guess I'm guilty
Hands up
I must have done whatever you accuse me of
I stand up to hear your judgement
It's always guilty
But I'm gonna make a break
Before you turn the key*
Maybe my life would be easier
Getting out of here
And trying to make it right
There's no matter what I do
I can't get through
I wanna just get by
You forget the liveness
We just exist as nothing left inside
Should I tell you what you wanna hear
And kill it with this lie
Show you what you wanna see
It seems to be that you need me to
*Put my hands up... *
When did we become these strangers
I don't even recognise us
There's nothing there to justify you
Feeling the way you do
But I guess all I can do is to
*Put my hands up... *
*I put my hands up
I guess I'm guilty
Hands up
I must return whatever you accused me of
I stand up to hear your judgement
It's always guilty
Girl I'm gonna make a break
Before you turn the key*
I guess it's just another night
Another fight
That all familiar scene
It seems to be that you need me to
*Put my hands up... *
When did we become these strangers
I don't even recognise us
There's nothing there to justify you
Feeling the way you do
But I guess all I can do is to
*Put my hands up... *
*I put my hands up
I guess I'm guilty
Hands up
I must return whatever you accused me of
I stand up to hear your judgement
It's always guilty
Girl I'm gonna make a break
Before you turn the key*
I guess it's just another night
Another fight
That all familiar scene
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