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Monday, December 27, 2010

enau

segelas getah enau,
aku merindumu dimusim gugur dikotamu
atau musim semi ditepian sungai.

Dibukit ada gerimis dan hujan menindas jejak jejak kita
mematahkan reranting kenangan seharum kenanga

Aku bayangkan engkau hamparan rumput pagi
ditinggalkan kabut
menjelma pelangi

Engkau selaksa asap dupa menyusup jalan cukup roda dua
memasuki jendela
menjamah tidurku terjaga

Disini aku nyalahkan seribu lilin
Malam runcing
dan aku, seekor babi tergeletak dikandang teramat dingin.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

THE STRANGER SONG

THE STRANGER SONG Lyrics
Artist(Band):Leonard Cohen

It's true that all the men you knew were dealers
who said they were through with dealing
Every time you gave them shelter
I know that kind of man
It's hard to hold the hand of anyone
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender.

And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind
you find he did not leave you very much not even laughter
Like any dealer he was watching for the card
that is so high and wild
he'll never need to deal another
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger.

And then leaning on your window sill
he'll say one day you caused his will
to weaken with your love and warmth and shelter
And then taking from his wallet
an old schedule of trains, he'll say
I told you when I came I was a stranger
I told you when I came I was a stranger.

But now another stranger seems
to want you to ignore his dreams
as though they were the burden of some other
O you've seen that man before
his golden arm dispatching cards
but now it's rusted from the elbows to the finger
And he wants to trade the game he plays for shelter
Yes he wants to trade the game he knows for shelter.

Ah you hate to watch another tired man
lay down his hand
like he was giving up the holy game of poker
And while he talks his dreams to sleep
you notice there's a highway
that is curling up like smoke above his shoulder
and suddenly you feel a littlt older

You tell him to come in sit down
but something makes you turn around
The door is open you can't close your shelter
You try the handle of the road
It opens do not be afraid
It's you my love, you who are the stranger
It's you my love, you who are the stranger.

Well, I've been waiting, I was sure
we'd meet between the trains we're waiting for
I think it's time to board another
Please understand, I never had a secret chart
to get me to the heart of this
or any other matter
When he talks like this
you don't know what he's after
When he speaks like this,
you don't know what he's after.

Let's meet tomorrow if you choose
upon the shore, beneath the bridge
that they are building on some endless river
Then he leaves the platform
for the sleeping car that's warm
You realize, he's only advertising one more shelter
And it comes to you, he never was a stranger
And you say ok the bridge or someplace later.


And leaning on your window sill ...

I told you when I came I was a stranger.

Friday, December 10, 2010

Desember, di Bali

Desember,
sayapmu selendang musim,
yang menjelma menjadi kabut.
Jemarimu merabah ngarai.

Basah
Pucuk cemara dipuncak bukit menggeliat
mendesah.

Sepasang pohon berdekatan, reranting dan daunnya bersentuhan.
Pucuk pucuknya berderai ditiup angin Desember
menyingkap tirai tirai

Dijalan kecil desaku, aroma dupa berkelana
dan bersama gerimis, melati memasuki selah selah jendela
mengantar cinta.
Ada nyanyian katak dan perempuan menangis.


Monday, December 6, 2010

KUSAMBA

Bidadari bidadari menanggalkan selendangnya
berendam dipantaimu.
Malaikat malaikat melepaskan sayapnya,
putih
mencuci rambutnya dengan gerimis.
dan perahumu menyambut malam dengan jala
mencari wajahmu diantara gugusan bintang.
Menjala bintang diantara gugusan mimpi.

Mari menepi menuju pantai
mengumnpulkan kulit kerang dan karang karang
Mari berjalan diatas pasir hitam
bergandeng tangan dengan masa silam.


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