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TANDA JASA

Written by: Yusuf Salmun

Pernah ku merasakan buta
tak dapat nikmati indah dunia
Sempat ku tak mampu mendengar
merdu suara pagi

Kau terus mencoba dan terus mencoba
Korbankan jiwa dan raga
Kau tuntun aku hingga jadi yang terbaik
Untuk semua

Luasnya dunia tak seluas
segala makna yang t’lah kau hamparkan
Mungkin penamu kan mengering
namun semangatmu terus mengiring

Kau terus mencoba dan terus mencoba
Tak kenal lelah atau luka
Kau tuntun aku hingga jadi yang terbaik
Untuk dunia

“Terima kasih kuucapkan, maafkan aku atas seluruh khilafku.

Nyawapun tak mampu menebus pengorbanan jiwamu.”

Jakarta, March 2008

ANAK BAWANG

Written by: Yusuf Salmun

Mereka berdiri dalam sunyi dan sepi

Terus menanti sanubari yang tak kunjung pasti

Gelisah dalam diam pasrah dalam kelam

Rapuh di tengah hitam dunia yang kejam

…dunia yang mencekam…

Sadarlah, sayang! Sadarlah, teman!

Hanya kita yang bisa jaga mereka

Merekalah tulang punggung masa depan

Tunggu apa lagi?

Kita harus peduli!

Tawa bukan bahagia tapi tuk samarkan

Segala derita, sakit, duka dan nestapa

Mata yang terpejam bukan kar’na tidur malam

Hanya berharap semua mimpi belaka

…semua tak nyata…

Sadarlah, sayang! Sadarlah, teman!

Hanya kita yang bisa jaga mereka

Merekalah tulang punggung masa depan

Tunggu apa lagi?

Kita harus peduli!

Sampai kapan kita terus berlari?

Sampai kapan mereka harus menanti?

Sampai kapan kita tak peduli?

Sampai kapan??

Haruskah menunggu nanti??

Tunggu apa lagi??

Haruskah tunggu ada yang mati?

Kita harus peduli!

Kita harus peduli!

Jakarta, 22 April 2008

Karyaku Untuknya

SONG for YOU

WRITTEN BY: Yusuf Salmun

This is the song that I sing along

This is the song to makes you go strong

This is the song from somewhere I belong

This is the song that might not live so long

Cus it’s not a love song…but it’s not make it wrong…

That is the pain that they’d complain

But this not how you’d response

Make it fun cus life is just a game

That’s how you suppose to response

Everybody’s wrong…you are so strong…

Don’t cry, don’t shy, let it all to fly away…

Just lie when you tired and we’ll fly again other day…

And praise to God 'cus you can make it all today…

Don’t care about other days cus we live in this day…

Tomorrow’s gonna be okay…tomorrow’s gonna be okay…

These are the day that I would love to pray

To make the fools go away

But this word is only word that I can always say

cus nobody knows another way

Maybe it ain’t work it out…maybe it can work it out…

Don’t cry, don’t shy, let it all to fly away…

Just lie when you tired and we’ll fly again other day…

Just praise to God that you can make it all today…

Don’t care about other days cus we live in this day…

Tomorrow’s gonna be okay…tomorrow’s gonna be okay…

…This is the song that I keep sing along…

Jakarta, April ‘08

coward-er than coward it self

coward-er than coward it self

takes a lot time to think....
think again, think again...
never come in purpose...
never there, never there...

it's not easy, right...
but it's so simple...
could be a rough fight...
but it's only me that can handle...

you turn me into someone better...
always be, always have...
but it's not make it easier...
never be, never have...

now when you're lying there,
i really wish i could stay,
maybe you thought i don't even care,
but, love, i really-really wanna be there...

but i can't move...
i don't know
is it the news or the blues...
...or is it the turth....
i don't know...
i just really can't move...

i don't wanna be there when you're coming down...
i don't wanna be there when you're hit the ground...

maybe those thought makes me stoned?
maybe it is, maybe it isn't
maybe i just can't stand to see you down?
maybe it is, maybe it isn't

i'm just afraid to lose you...
afraid that it's my last time to see you...
the last we will meet...
i'm just afraid...

i'm just a coward...
sorry....

Apr '2008...
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_not too tugh_not so sure_unsaint_but it's pure_
_chup@chups_

ugh...sampah...

susah tidur...
ga mo tidur....
ga bisa tidur...
takut tidur....

ga ada kabar...
ga ada kepastian....
ga boleh mencari...
ga boleh mendekat...

tegang dan takut...
takut dan bingung....
bingung dan bimbang...
bimbang dan marah...

ga tau marah kenapa...
ga tau marah ma siapa...
ga tau mau ke arah mana...

sepi...ngambang...gantung...

siapa lagi yg berani jujur?
ga ada yg maju, semua mundur...

siapa lagi yg bisa bersikap?
ga cuma modal tampang dan badan tegap...

mana yg benar, mana yg salah?
kenapa selalu disuruh ngalah?

bukan siapa-siapa, kata mereka...
bukan apa-apa, bisik mereka...

tak usah dipedulikan...
tak perlu dianggap...
buang saja...
hanya sampah yang tersisihkan...

sampah??
sampah yg bodoh....
ga bisa belajar dari kesalahan...

sampah yang dungu...
ga bisa berbuat apa-apa...

sampah yang bau kecut...
ga bisa menentukan sikap...

orang bilang ...namanya juga perasaan...
perasaan sampah?

namanya juga cinta....
cinta?? sampah kali?

atau mungkin itu jati diri ini yg sebenarnya...
jati diri sampah...

sampah...
sampah...
sampah...

ugh...bau sampah...

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_not too tough_not so sure_unsaint_but it's pure_
_chup@chups_

pink

Pink:

Fragile...

Too weak...

Very soft…

Insecure...

Pale…

Unsure...

Dependent...

Weepy…

Impotent…

Breakable...

Feminine…

Cheap…

Spoiled…

Immature…

Powerless…

Limp…

…now y'all know why I really hate every color of pink…

_not too tough_not so sure_unsaint_ but it's so pure_
_chup@chups_