manja maneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh.....!!!!!!

Kemarin sore saya baru saja sampai ke Bandung, namun entah kenapa ingatan saya masih tersangkut di pintu rumah, tempat keluar masuk ibu dan bapak saya dari rumah ke 'kantornya'. Ingatan saya masih terpaut pada adik bungsu saya yang selalu merengek minta perang air sore-sore sebelum ia benar-benar mandi. Mungkin karena saya sudah menganggap pulang adalah sebuah jarak terjauh dari segala macam kesibukan siapapun yang merasa siap untuk belajar 'mandiri'. Semacam ruang alternatif untuk membaca hidup. Karena mereka yang menyambut saya pulang adalah orang-orang sederhana yang tidak terlalu rumit membicarakan makna dan kata-kata, yang entah kenapa konon selalu membuat kebanyakan orang kadang terhempas derita yang paling purba: kehilangan orientasi hidup.
Dan tadi malam speaker butut itu pun ikut mengejawantahkan melankoli paling manja yang pernah saya lalui.

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To my mother, to my father
It's your son or it's your daughter
Are my screams loud enough for you to hear me?
Should I turn this up for you?
Cause I sit locked inside my head
Remembering everything you've said
This silence gets us no where
Gets us nowhere way too fast
The silence is what kills me
I need someone here to help me
But you don't know how to listen
And let me make my decisions
All your insults and your curses
Make me feel like I'm not a person
And I feel like
I am nothing
But you made me
So do something
Cause I'm fucked up
Because you are
Need attention
Attention you couldn't give
(For You, STAIND)
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Standin' outside,
lookin' over a place called home,
I couldn't stay,
leaves have fallen,
wind keeps blowin' colder,
winter's on its way,
my bags are packed,
the car is waitin',
my greatest fear,
you left alone,
once again my life sweet darling,
I've made my bed,
it's time to roam
Long live freedom where I come from,
place that I call home
Standin' outside,
sayin' goodbye,
it tears me up to go
Thousand miles oceans between us,
I think about her everyday,
this plane rides long,
these wheels keep rollin',
I call to see if she's OK,
it's dark and lonely all by herself,
it tears me up to walk away,
this time my sweet Nagyi darling I pray I'll see you once again
Long live freedom where I come from,
place that I call home
Standin' outside,
saying goodbye,
it tears me up to go
Kossuth Lajos azt üzente,
Elfogyott a regimentje
De ha mégegyszer azt üzeni,
Mindnyájunknak el kell menni,
Éljen a magyar szabadság!
Éljen a haza!
Esik eső karikára,
Kossuth Lajos kalapjára
Éljen a magyarság!
A magyar szabadság!
Éljen a haza!
Long live freedom where I come from,
place that I call home
Standin' outside,
sayin' goodbye,
it tears me up to go
Because I feel so scared when you're all alone
This plane rides long and I miss my home
I feel so scared when you're all alone
These wheels keep rollin' on and on
(A Place Called Home, IGNITE)
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Adieu kangen rumah.........:(