Entri terakhir: untuk Yoana Vennezia

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Waktu itu tak berujung. Kita hidup di satu masa. Awalnya, lagu Akad oleh Payung Teduh terasa tidak relevan, setidaknya bagiku. Maksudnya, terlalu banyak muda-mudi kebelet nikah yang dengan sengaja meneriakkan lagu itu ke telinga orang. Memang, musiknya mudah didengar dan ringan. Tapi, kupikir liriknya tidak sekuat lagu Untuk Perempuan yang Sedang di Pelukan. Tapi, hari ini, lagu Akad seperti tiba-tiba merasuki aku. Tapi, aku gak menye-menye; aku tidak kebelet nikah, aku tetap sama. Tapi, entah mengapa lirik yang ringan itu cocok untuk meningat kamu, Yo. Aransemen musiknya tidak menyedihkan, tapi menyenangkan. Mungkin, sudah seharusnya itu yang aku, Tane, Iki dan yang lain rasakan. Kami gak perlu sedih soal kepergianmu itu. Kami, seharusnya, mengingat hidupmu itu, Yo. Hidupmu itu layak kami apresiasi setinggi-tingginya. Kamu sudah bantu aku berubah. Tahu gak? Aku gak pernah nangis di pemakaman, Yo. Tapi, kemarin aku seperti tidak kenal siapa aku. Dinding dan tampilan tangguh ya

Into the Citylight

Of God’s last ray of day; of God’s last ray of hope,
Enters my mistress who lays upon a fiend’s dope,
Of which he plays, from veins to throat,
So does come my mistress, to shroud the districts

“Merry, be merry, my fellow man!
Come to see what I offer ya!
Worry not about your woman,
For I have a spare for ya!”

So did he say, of a man who comes to prey
Lonely men, whose hearts are rotten,
Decayed, oh decay, did they,
So did they came, to find and bed a dame

“Come one in, you bad mothers’
and drink our finest vino!
Chug on ‘em until you smother,
Just drink away your tales of sfortunato!”

Away I go from the man who shouts from a bar,
Who was holding a bucket of ale,
Chugs and chugging, “oh, wunderbar!”
So I walk on, on and on, and I just keep on walking on

“God, o, dearest God of all!
Be there light, the citylight! 
Or shall I stop my squall? 
So there I stop my might!”

And so I pray, I pray to God
To lead me from the muddle that flows
From above and which I now bowed,
I walk and now I see, the light which God sent me

In the outskirts now I stand, 
With my mind, my own mind
And I see a city so grand,
With beautiful light, oh, the citylight

Safe, God made me safe,
Under a light, which shines so bright
With the safe haven which He gave
And a beautiful light, but not a blight

A light which shades the city from the mistress,
An angel whose task is to guard,
My mind, my eyes, and the mess
So here I stand now, God, and I thank you for the citylight

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