balqis
sudah terasa bosan berada di rumah. dia melihat rakan-rakannya sibuk di butik
masing-masing. dia tidak tahu apa yang ingin dilakukan pada hari sabtu ini. dia
masuk ke dalam bilik dan berbaring di atas kati sambil merenung kearah siling
dan sekali gus terpandang gitarnya yang tergantung di dinding sebelah kanan
berdekatan dengan pintu balcony. dia mempunyai akal apakah aktivitinya
hari ini. lantas dia bangun dan mencapai gitarnya lalu duduk bersila diatas
katil.
'' lagu apa yang aku nak nyanyi eh? ''
balqis bertanya sendirian.
setelah beberapa minit berfikir mencari lagu
yang akan dinyanyikan sambil membelek-belek buku lirik lagu kepunyaannya
bersama chord gitar. akhirnya dia terjumpa lagu yang ingin dinyanyikan. dia
mula memetik gitarnya. dan mula menyanyi.
I’m so glad
you made time to see me.
How’s life? Tell me how’s your family
I haven’t seen them in a while.
You’ve been good, busier than ever,
We small talk, work and the weather,
Your guard is up and I know why.
Because the last time you saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind
You gave me roses and I left them there to die.
How’s life? Tell me how’s your family
I haven’t seen them in a while.
You’ve been good, busier than ever,
We small talk, work and the weather,
Your guard is up and I know why.
Because the last time you saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind
You gave me roses and I left them there to die.
So this is
me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you saying, “I’m sorry for that night”,
And I go back to December all the time.
It turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you.
Wishing I’d realized what I had when you were mine
I’d go back to December, turn around and make it all right
I go back to December all the time.
Standing in front of you saying, “I’m sorry for that night”,
And I go back to December all the time.
It turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you.
Wishing I’d realized what I had when you were mine
I’d go back to December, turn around and make it all right
I go back to December all the time.
These days
I haven’t been sleeping
Staying up playing back myself leavin’
When your birthday passed and I didn’t call.
And I think about summer, all the beautiful times,
I watched you laughing from the passenger side.
Realized that I loved you in the fall
Staying up playing back myself leavin’
When your birthday passed and I didn’t call.
And I think about summer, all the beautiful times,
I watched you laughing from the passenger side.
Realized that I loved you in the fall
And then
the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind
You gave me all your love and all I gave you was “Goodbye”
You gave me all your love and all I gave you was “Goodbye”
So this is
me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you saying, “I’m sorry for that night”.
And I go back to December all the time.
It turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you,
Wishing I’d realized what I had when you were mine.
I’d go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time.
Standing in front of you saying, “I’m sorry for that night”.
And I go back to December all the time.
It turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you,
Wishing I’d realized what I had when you were mine.
I’d go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time.
I miss your
tanned skin, your sweet smile, so good to me, so right
And how you held me in your arms that September night
The first time you ever saw me cry
And how you held me in your arms that September night
The first time you ever saw me cry
Maybe this
is wishful thinking,
Probably mindless dreaming,
But if we loved again, I swear I’d love you right
Probably mindless dreaming,
But if we loved again, I swear I’d love you right
I’d go back
in time and change it but I can’t.
So if the chain is on your door I understand.
So if the chain is on your door I understand.
But this is
me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you saying, “I’m sorry for that night”
And I go back to December…
It turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you,
Wishing I’d realize what I had when you were mine.
I’d go back to December, turn around and make it all right.
I’d go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
Standing in front of you saying, “I’m sorry for that night”
And I go back to December…
It turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you,
Wishing I’d realize what I had when you were mine.
I’d go back to December, turn around and make it all right.
I’d go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back
to December all the time.
All the time
All the time
balqis
tersenyum sebaik sahaja dia menamatkan nyanyian. dia cukup berpuas hati apabila
dia berjaya bermain gitar sambil menyanyi.
''
kalau nyanyi depan abang best juga. mesti abang happy. hmm..tapi
abang sibuk. macam mana nak tunjuk kat abang kalau aku dah boleh main gitar
sambil nyanyi? ha...rakam guna webcam kat netbook lepas tu send
kat facebook abang. tapi mula-mula kena masukkan kat youtube dulu lepas tu
baru share kt facebook abang. abang tu gila facebook kadang-kadang
tengah sibuk pun online juga '' balqis ada akal bagaimana nak tunjuk
pada abangnya yang dia sudah boleh bermain gitar sambil nyanyi.
balqis
terus turun dari katil dan mengambil netbooknya dan merakam. setelah itu
dia memasukkan video yang dirakam ke youtube. selesai semuanya dia menghantar
video itu kepada abangnya yang kebetulan pada masa itu sedang online.
ring ding dong..ring ding dong..ring ding ding
ding ding ding ding..(shinee-ring ding dong)
telefon bimbit balqis berdering. balqis yang ketika
itu sedang membaca terkejut apabila telefon bimbitnya berdering. dia segera
mengangkatnya.
''
hello. assalamualaikum ''
''walaikumsalam. hello adik cik. tahniah abang long ucapkan. adik cik
dah boleh main gitar sambil nyanyi. abang long baru je tengok video yang adik
cik hantar kat abang tadi. merdunya suara adik cik tak sia-sia abang long ajar
tiap-tiap minggu '' kedengaran suara keriangan abangnya di hujung talian.
balqis
yang lebih mesra dipanggil adik cik dalam kalangan keluarganya itu tersenyum
apabila mendengar suara riang abangnya.
''
alahai abang long ni. buat adik cik malu je. apa-apa pun terima kasih lah sebab
berkat usaha abang long tak jemu-jemu ajar adik cik main gitar walaupun
terpaksa sentiasa bersabar dengan kerenah adik cik '' balqis mengucapkan terima
kasih sambil tersenyum.
''
sama-sama. abang long sangat bangga dengan adik cik. teruskan usaha ye adik
cik. hmm..okey lah adik cik abang long ad mesyuarat ni. assalamualaikum ''
abangnya menamatkan perbualan.
'' walaikumsalam
'' balqis mematikan talian.
balqis
merasa sangat gembira memiliki abang yang baik seperti abangnya. abangnya
bernama muhammad dezral ibri yang merupakan anak pertama keluarganya. balqis
mempunyai tiga orang adik-beradik dan abangnya yang kedua ialah muhammad dezral
Qayyum. balqis adalah adik yang terakhir. hanya balqis seorang sahaja perempuan
dalam adik-beradiknya. abangnya semua sudah bekerja dan abangnya yang pertama
sudah pun mendirikan rumah tangga. abangnya yang kedua pula sedang melanjutkan
pelajarannya di luar negara.
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