hey, hay, hoy :)) gatau kenapa akhir-akhir ini gue jadi suka sastra. entah dalam bentuk novel,syair,pantun atau puisi. mungkin pengaruh suasana hati juga kaliya :P haha yg suka galau. hmm, tapi kalo menurut gue karya sastra itu mengandung makna di setiap katanya. kiasan-kiasannya, kalimat hiperbola dan setiap tulisan yang dibuat itu punya arti tersendiri. seperti puisi sastra inggris ini. karya ini terdapat di buku padang bulan, Andrea hirata. aaa keren abnget pokonya.
moon over my obscure little town
stranger
stranger
someone stranger
standing in a mirror
I can't believe what I see
how much love has been taken away from me
my heart cries out loud
everytime I feel lonely in the crowd
getting you out of my mind
like separating the wind from the cloud
afraid
afraid
I'm so afraid
of losing someone I never have
crazy, oh crazy
finding reasons for my jealousy
all I can remember
when you left me alone
under the moon over my obscure little town
as long as I can remember
love has turned to be as cold as desember
the moon over my obscure little town
the moon over my obscure little town-padang bulan, Andrea hirata -
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