Ditemani Raisa...
Baru tahu ada penyanyi baru namanya Raisa, baru tahu kalau beberapa lagunya enak, cocok buat saat-saat melankolis seperti sekarang ini, di tengah malam buta, terkenang masa lalu, terkenang diri yang dulu...
Abaikan liriknya...
Just listen to the heart of the song...
Tinggal 2 bulan lagi menuju pelepasan masa lajang. Tak terasa, dan tak seperti yang pernah terbayangkan sebelumnya. Gila. Di waktu yang sempit ini aku malah terbayang2 masa lalu, not about my love life, more about how i used to be.
Aku sudah kehilangan banyak hal, dan tak akan pernah kembali. Seeing myself grow up couldn't really make myself proud. Entah aku yang terlalu pessimistic perfeksionis, tapi aku melihat alurnya cenderung downsloping. Semakin dewasa, aku semakin enggan berpikir hal-hal yang konyol, merasa sudah terlalu tua untuk berpikir ala ababil, merasa sudah waktunya menjaga sikap dan keinginan (ojo muluk-muluk). And here, myself, staring upon the stars thinking "where have i been?" Seperti terbangun di ruangan yang asing, menatap wajah-wajah yang asing, ramah tapi asing, as if surrounded by angels trying to hold me, caress me. As if i wake up with a healed scar, reincarnated to live freely, happily, joyfully and leave my wounds behind.
Till one day, i realized i've lost too much.
Yes i lost the soul, the spark, the charm of every silly things i did in the name of love. I used to have many dreams, and its hopes, i used to be that girl, sitting silently in the corner and imagining me in a little white dress getting a kiss from a prince, in a balcony. Classic. Silly. But there's the souls spread, with every single touch of love...
I'm a woman with romanticism, you may find me childish, ababil, but i know for sure i will never be a woman without first being a girl. And i'll let that "girl" stay within me forever to recharge my hopes, to retrace my lost dream, to retouch the spark, and to remain loving.
I trap her in nostalgic.
Baru tahu ada penyanyi baru namanya Raisa, baru tahu kalau beberapa lagunya enak, cocok buat saat-saat melankolis seperti sekarang ini, di tengah malam buta, terkenang masa lalu, terkenang diri yang dulu...
Abaikan liriknya...
Just listen to the heart of the song...
Tinggal 2 bulan lagi menuju pelepasan masa lajang. Tak terasa, dan tak seperti yang pernah terbayangkan sebelumnya. Gila. Di waktu yang sempit ini aku malah terbayang2 masa lalu, not about my love life, more about how i used to be.
Aku sudah kehilangan banyak hal, dan tak akan pernah kembali. Seeing myself grow up couldn't really make myself proud. Entah aku yang terlalu pessimistic perfeksionis, tapi aku melihat alurnya cenderung downsloping. Semakin dewasa, aku semakin enggan berpikir hal-hal yang konyol, merasa sudah terlalu tua untuk berpikir ala ababil, merasa sudah waktunya menjaga sikap dan keinginan (ojo muluk-muluk). And here, myself, staring upon the stars thinking "where have i been?" Seperti terbangun di ruangan yang asing, menatap wajah-wajah yang asing, ramah tapi asing, as if surrounded by angels trying to hold me, caress me. As if i wake up with a healed scar, reincarnated to live freely, happily, joyfully and leave my wounds behind.
Till one day, i realized i've lost too much.
Yes i lost the soul, the spark, the charm of every silly things i did in the name of love. I used to have many dreams, and its hopes, i used to be that girl, sitting silently in the corner and imagining me in a little white dress getting a kiss from a prince, in a balcony. Classic. Silly. But there's the souls spread, with every single touch of love...
I'm a woman with romanticism, you may find me childish, ababil, but i know for sure i will never be a woman without first being a girl. And i'll let that "girl" stay within me forever to recharge my hopes, to retrace my lost dream, to retouch the spark, and to remain loving.
I trap her in nostalgic.
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