Friday, July 03, 2009
tongeret mukti-mukti
jalma nu loba
loba kumaha
loba rakyat nu sangsara
tanah na beak ku pengusaha
rakyat nu bingung teu boga keur nyambungkeun umur
sing boga ka era lamun anjeun jadi bapa
tanah bikeun ka penggarap
penggarap anu teu boga
bahuela tanah-tanah digarap ku rakyat
tapi ayeuna tanah beak
beak diseret
diseret ku
diseret ku
tonggeret 5x
ceuk beja rakyat rek ngarumpul rek ngagarap
polisi-pulisi gancang murudul
ari nu jadi lieur ku rakyat loba petani ditewakkan
majarkeun salah aturan
majerkeun salah aturan
ceuk saha
ceuk saha
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Meloloskan diri dari maut
tiba-tiba dia ada dihadapanmu
siapkah kamu
dia datang dengan langkah yang pasti
dia bisa dihadapi dengan gagah
Friday, June 20, 2008
Anak Indonesia
Aku anak Indonesia
Aku punya cita-cita
Punya mobil sawah
Jadi mentri atau bupati
Aku cinta Indonesia
Aku cinta pancasila
Apa daya uang tak punya
Sekolah pun aku tak bisa
Indonesia kaya raya mengapa aku menderita
Tapi aku tetap gembira karena Indonesia merdeka
Aku anak siapa saja
Bapak kerja ibuku juga
Pagi sampai sore hari
Upahnya pun habis sudah
Aku makan propaganda
Dengan lauk janji janji
Karena aku anak siapa
Aku anak Indonesia
Indonesia kaya raya mengapa aku menderita
Tapi aku tetap gembira karena Indonesia merdeka
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Pilot Speed - Alright
When you walked and watched me die
But I know this is harder for you
For love
To lay you down
Yeah come on
And I am not alone
The road ahead is lined with broken dreams
So walk
Yeah walk on by
And I fail to give you everything you need
For the fears behind your eyes
When I can feel
I'm not alright
I'm not alright
When I can feel
I'm not alright
I'm not alright
I'm not alright
When I can feel
Jesus as you throw me on the rocks
for love
I lift your side
Cause I believe in love and beauty's worlds
where heaven shines from your eyes
Try to hear what you say
I wanted to say
I wanted to believe
Chained to your train
I wanted you to say
I wanted you to say
There's a time when any words are all for not
and it's such a waste now
It's such a waste now
Come on
Cause I know you're scared the babydoll will shine
and it's such a waste
and you're standing alone now
You'll make it somehow
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Doa Rabiah
Wahai Tuhanku jangan jadikan daku pedang di tangan penakluk perkasa. Jelmakan daku menjadi tongkat kecil penunjuk jalan si orang buta.
Wahai Tuhanku jangan jadikan daku pohon besar yang kelak menjadi tombak dan gada peperangan. Jelmakan daku menjadi batang kayu rimbun di tepi jalan , tempat musafir berteduh memijit kakinya yang lelah
Wahai Tuhanku, apapun juga bahagian dari dunia kini yang akan Kau anugrahkan kepadaku, anugrahkanlah itu kepada musuh-musuh-Mu. Dan apaupun juga bahagian dari dunia akan tiba yang akan Kau anugrahkan kepadaku, anugrahkanlah itu kepada sahabat-sahabat-Mu...
Wahai Tuhanku, sesudah daku mati
masukkanlah daku ke neraka
dan jadikanlah jasmaniku memenuhi
seluruh
ruang
neraka
sehingga
tak ada
orang lain
dapat
dimasukkan
ke sana
Wahai Tuhanku, bilamana daku menyembah-Mu
karena takut neraka
jadikan
neraka
kediamanku
dan bilamana daku menyembah-Mu
karena gairah nikmat surga
maka
tutupkan
pintu surga
selamanya
bagiku
Monday, May 07, 2007
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Kepada Ibuku - widji thukul
aku tidak punya data komplit tentang ketidakadilan
Hanya mataku terpaku dihingar jalan raya aspalan
Kendaraan bikinan Jepang Italia amerika laju
Tetapi abang abang becak disingkirkan oleh kebijaksanaan
pembangunan
Ibu
Di dadamu subur aku melihat ladang ladang tebu
Tetapi petani ditubruk pabrik gula
Dan Jakarta seperti Paris penuh Honda Suzuki Mercy Jimmy
Udara kotor jalan macet
Tetapi mengapa abang abang becak disingkirkan
Oleh kebijaksanaan pembangunan?
Gali-gali dibunuh mati koruptor korupsi hidup aman santosa
Sehat wal afiat seperti sediakala
Dan radio kita semakin rajin warta berita
Pembangunan di Indonesia berkembang pesat dan jauh
Dibandingkan ketika kami berkunjung kemari tahun lalu
Demikian menurut mentri luar negeri anu
Salsikan di layar televisi republik indonesia
Petani petani panen padi palawija wajahnya riang gembira
sementara kampanye sebelum pemilu semakin galak
II
siapa boleh tinggal ditanah ibu ini?
Tentu saja siapa yang sanggup membayar hukum
Dan membeli surat ijin dagang anakku
Lalu bagaimana dengan saudara saudaraku yang tak mampu?
Gampang nak, ikutlah kb jangan banyak anak, ini penting
Demi hidup masa depan sejahtera
Boleh pilih tinggal ditanah negara atau transmigrasi
Ke luar jawa atau
silahkan jadi kere
Jangan takut lapar nak! Kota adalah gudang pangan
Bebas digenggam siapa pun yag tega hati
Thursday, March 01, 2007
Yessi Pratiwi Setiabudi
Omong-omong tentang echi die hobi banget mengutip kata-kata saya diblognya. Mengutip tanpa ijin pula. *dooh.
Ps: sebetulnya kemeren ada yang mau ngebantu dia soal keuangan tapi sayang orang itu mau menjadikan istri kedua. huh dasar tua bangka brengsek!
"The Girl In The Other Room" diana krall
She knows by now
There's something in all of her fears
Now she wears this thread bare
She sits on the floor
The glass pressed tight to the wall
She hears murmurs low
The paper is peeling
Her eyes staring straight at the ceiling
Maybe they're there
Or maybe it's nothing at all
As she draws lipstick smears on the wall
The girl in the other room
She powders her face
And stares hard into her reflection
The girl in the other room
She stifles a yawn
Adjusting the strap of her gown
She tosses her tresses
Her lover undresses
Turning the last lamp light down
What's that voice we're hearing
We should be sleeping
Could that be someone who's weeping
Maybe she's there
Maybe there's nothing to see
Just a trace of what used to be
The girl in the other room
She darkens her lash and blushes
She seems to look familiar
The girl in the other room
She knows by now
There's something in all of her fears
Now she wears this thread bare
She sits on the floor
The glass pressed tight to the wall
She hears murmurs low
The paper is peeling
Her eyes staring straight at the ceiling
Maybe they're there
Or maybe it's nothing at all
As she draws lipstick smears on the wall
The girl in the other room
She powders her face
And stares hard into her reflection
The girl in the other room
She stifles a yawn
Adjusting the strap of her gown
She tosses her tresses
Her lover undresses
Turning the last lamp light down
What's that voice we're hearing
We should be sleeping
Could that be someone who's weeping
Maybe she's there
Maybe there's nothing to see
Just a trace of what used to be
The girl in the other room
She darkens her lash and blushes
She seems to look familiar
