Getaran Jiwa
P. Ramlee

Getaran jiwa
Melanda hatiku
Tersusun nada
Irama dan lagu
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Tak mungkin hilang
Irama dan lagu
Bagaikan kembang
Sentiasa bermadu
Andai dipisah
Lagu dan irama
Lemah tiada berjiwa
Hampa

Happy New Year....

I Gave My Love A Cherry
(Traditional Appalachian Song)

I gave my love a cherry that has no stone
I gave my love a chicken that has no bone
I told my love a story that has no end
I gave my love a baby with no crying

How can there be a cherry that has no stone
How can there be a chicken that has no bone
How can there be a story that has no end
How can there be a baby with no crying

A cherry when it blossoms, it has no stone
A chicken when it's pipping, it has no bone
The story that I love you, it has no end
A baby when it's sleeping has no crying

FortyTwo (2002)

Woke one morning when the sun was up
My mind was water in a paper cup of holes
Beauty living on the edge of town
You're a mile from the border when you're turned around and told
There's no one home
When a child has reached his fifteenth year
He's learned to walk along a trail of fear and love

Boardwalk burning in the midday sun
The sea, the sky, the earth, the penny arcade are one
Don't feel a sentimental fool right now
The roaring river's all his heart allows to run
Are we having fun?

She said "I've got a question to put to you"
She said "How?" She said "Who?"
He said "Forty-two years I've seen
And I thought I'd know more than I did back then
And I do but I'm more confused than I've ever been"

But You torch up the night
You torch up the night for me

Dreamed a thought for the young at heart
The morning after's the hardest part to make
Words that breed like apple cores
All that I have stolen's your to take
What can we fake?
All the corners are filled with beggar-men
March's cover's making out with an also-ran from Tinseltown
You're praying to the Lord there's more than this
He may be sayin right back, more than ritual is
A thorny crown

You torch up the night
You torch up the night for me

I had a dream last night
You placed a lamp on my table
I'd gotten nothing right
I was a Cain
You were my Abel
And in the wilderness
No man or beast would touch me
They all ran and hid
I don't know if their hearts were good or bad
I only know thats what they did

Woke one morning when the sun was up
My mind water in a paper cup of holes...

Wave

words on the paper
from the radio
questions from
people that i know
(no i don't think so
everyone's alright
everyone i love is
safe and sound tonite)

i pick my way home
or to the place i live
consider what i have left
the things i didn't give

don't come apart
don't come apart
say that to yourself
you selfish, tired heart
just a few more days and then
wave and let that be an end

Trying To Throw Your Arms Around The World
U2

Six o'clock in the morning
You're the last to hear the warning
You've been tryin' to throw your arms around the world
You've been falling off the sidewalk
Your lips move but you can't talk
Tryin' to throw your arms around the world
Gonna run to you, run to you, run to you
Be still
Gonna run to you, run to you, run to you
Woman I will

Sunrise like a nosebleed
Your head hurts and you can't breathe
You've been tryin' to throw your arms around the world
How far you gonna go?
Before you lose your way back home
You've been tryin' to throw your arms
Around the world

Gonna run to you, run to you, run to you
Woman be still
I'm gonna run to you, run to you, run to you
Woman I will

Yeah, I dreamed that I saw Dali
With a supermarket trolley
He was tryin' to throw his arms around a girl
He took an open top beetle
Through the eye of a needle
He was tryin' to throw his arms around the world

Gonna run to you, run to you, run to you
Woman be still
I wanna run to you, run to you, run to you
Oh, Woman I will

(...and you just gotta, you just gotta make your faith see...)

Nothin' much to say I guess
You're just the same as all the rest
Been tryin' to throw your arms around the world
And a woman needs a man
Like a fish needs a bicycle
When you're tryin' to throw your arms around the world

I'm gonna run to you, run to you, run to you
I'm gonna run to you, run to you, run to you
I'm gonna run to you, run to you, run to you
Woman be still
Woman be still
Be still
Woman be still

What We Talk About When We Talk About Love
(The Wedding Version)
(2004)

Come to the table darling
Sit with me a while
Break this bread and drink this wine
And kiss me with your smile
This is what's been given us
This is all enough
This is what we talk about when we talk about love

Your eyes are an ocean
Your tear trails a course
This world's lost its purpose
But we're safe on these shores
Let them play with knives and bullets
Set their hammers and serve
But this is what we talk about when we talk about love

We've heard about a mother
And we've heard about her son
We've heard about the carpenter
The good work that's been done
Not a cop, or judge, or doctor
Just a life, that was enough
Well what'd you want to talk about when you talk about love?

A lonely king he prophesies
In rhetoric and rhyme
He fights to be understood
He'd kill to be sublime
He seeks an end to songs and chains
Affections undeserved
But he don't know what he talks about when he talks about love

We can go to the philosopher
We can go to the sage
We can go to the Nietzchean at the end of the age
We can ask this question of them
If they say "you've got some nerve":
Well what'd you want to talk about when you talk about love?

There's a tower burning brightly
In the middle of the sea
It was there before the world was made
By the shores of Galilee
What once was below us
It now rises above
This is what we talk about when we talk about love
This is what we talk about when we talk about love

Bob Dylan Talks About That Singer From U2

"Bono says things that can sway anybody. He's like that guy in the old movie, the one who beats up a rat with his bare hands and wrings a confession out of him. If Bono had come to America in the early part of the century he would have been a cop. He seems to know a lot about America and what he doesn't, he's curious about."

Chronicles, Volume One

"Forty-two!" yelled Loonquawl. "Is that all you've got to show for seven and a half million years' work?"
"I checked it very thoroughly," said the computer, "and that quite definitely is the answer. I think the problem, to be quite honest with you, is that you've never actually known what the question is."
Douglas Adams, The Hitchiker's Guide To The Galaxy


Psalm 42

As the deer pants for streams of water,
so my soul pants for you, O God.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
When can I go and meet with God?

My tears have been my food
day and night,
while men say to me all day long,
"Where is your God?"

These things I remember
as I pour out my soul:
how I used to go with the multitude,
leading the procession to the house of God,
with shouts of joy and thanksgiving
among the festive throng.

Why are you downcast, O my soul?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and 6 my God.

My soul is downcast within me;
therefore I will remember you
from the land of the Jordan,
the heights of Hermon-from Mount Mizar.

Deep calls to deep
in the roar of your waterfalls;
all your waves and breakers
have swept over me.

By day the LORD directs his love,
at night his song is with me-
a prayer to the God of my life.

I say to God my Rock,
"Why have you forgotten me?
Why must I go about mourning,
oppressed by the enemy?"

My bones suffer mortal agony
as my foes taunt me,
saying to me all day long,
"Where is your God?"

Why are you downcast, O my soul?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and my God.

Why Aren't There Any Nice Bible Verses With The Word 'Dog' In Them?