Coffee & Cigarette
Dreams,
Mimpi,
Bagai Nitszche
Seperti mimpi
Kita ke sana
I bought you a coffee
And i take you back to my penthouse
Di sana, kau ku lihat merenung jauh ke dunia mimpi ku
Yang hanya ada kita dan penthouse itu
Whereas everything else is just a fade of grey
Boring? Kau ku tanya.
Kau membisu.
Your eyes said a thousand words
Seperti baiknya kalau kau mampu ciptakan burung2 beterbangan
Atau pun tasik luas bewarna jingga
Paling tak pun, gantung la rembulan di langit itu
I watch you take my hand
And softly you embrace me
Keliru, suaramu bergema di ruang ku
Is that how your voice sounded like?
Mungkin
When that moment ended
You look around and notice that we’re falling
Falling down in style, mind you
Spiraling with the winds
Drinks became cigarette
And I light up yours first
Hanya kau tahu maksudnya
Bilamana rokokmu ku nyalakan
Tahukah kau wahai si cinta
At this moment I’m out of cigarette
And all I could think of is
Mimpi itu
If you ask me to tell you more
Aku hanya mampu kata
Like what Freud said to Jung
To do so, I would lose my authority
(2012)
