Monday, June 30, 2014

[Lyric] Hey! Say! JUMP - Setsunasa, Hikikaeni (Romaji + English Translation)

"Setsunasa, Hikikae ni"
"In Exchange for Sadness"





Romaji:

Itoshii kuruoshii kowareru hodo ni
Itoshii kuruoshii koware sou na hodo ni
Pin kara kiri e to hora madowasu
Adeyaka  na hikari

Uneri  kuneri sasou hitosuji
Chikazukeba oboroge ni yureru  baby
Chirari to nozoku  iro koi  kage ga
Anata hiki tateru

Tonari ni ireba iru hodo kasumi  tooku
Mune wo zawamekaseru

You are my light
Hitotsu hitotsu miseru katachi  ni koikogareru no
So you are my light
Setsunasa  hikikae  ni te wo nobashi tsukamu no

Kiri  ga nai akogare da toshitemo
Dare ka ga waratte ite mo
Ashita mo mata itsumo no you ni
Anata to iu kono hikari ni tsutsumarete itai
Tsutsumarete itai

Kanashii kuruoshii kowareru hodo ni
Kanashii kuruoshii kowaresouna hodo ni
Botsuri ochiteku namida wo terashi
Kokoro hareteku

Mimi wo sumashi  me wo korashi  kioku shiteku anata iru kono toki

Hitori hitori mieru katachi ni ai motomeru no
So you are my light
Omoi takamareba mabushiku tsuyoku naru

Itsu no hi ka anata wo terasetara
Negai wo tsuzuri  nagara
Ima wa mada itsumo no youni
Anata to iu kono hikari ni tsutsumarete itai

Sepia iro kurai kokoro ni iro fuyashiteiku
Tsuyoku yasashiku hakanaku moroi  sono manazashi  ga

You are my light
Hitotsu hitotsu miseru katachi ni koikogareru no
You are my light
Setsunasa hikikae ni te wo nobashi tsukamu no

You are my light
Hitori hitori mieru katachi ni ai motomeru no
So you are my light
Omoi takamareba mabushiku tsuyoku naru

Itsu no hi ka anata wo terasetara
Negai wo tsuzuri nagara
Ima wa mada itsumo no youni
Anata to iu kono hikari ni tsutsumarete itai
Tsutsumareteitai


English:
So precious and addicting to the point of breaking
So precious and addicting that it seems to almost break

One thing to another, look and it mystifies you
A fascinating light

Wavering and swaying back and forth, a luring straight light
If I get close, it sways faintly baby
The fleeting slight glimpse of a deep colored shade
Favors you

Far more dim and distant than it is beside me
It stirs up my heart

You are my light
Deeply in love with each shape that you show, one by one
So you are my light
In exchange for this sadness, I’ll reach out and grasp these hands

Even if this yearning is endless
Even if anyone’s laughing
Tomorrow will also be the same as always
I want to stay wrapped up within the light that has you
I want to stay wrapped within

So sad and addicting to the point of breakage
So sad and addicting that it seems to almost break
These falling tear droplets illuminate
Clearing up my heart

When listening carefully, my eyes easily turned it all into a memory of your time here

The shapes I can see, one by one, seek for love
So you are my light
If those feelings rise, they’ll grow to shine brightly

When will the day come that you shine
As you spell out my wishes
Even now, the same as always
I want to stay wrapped up within the light that has you

Its sepia color increases the color of my darkened heart
That powerful, gentle, momentarily fragile gaze

You are my light
Deeply in love with each shape that you show, one by one
So you are my light
In exchange for this sadness, I’ll reach out and grasp these hands

You are my light
The shapes I can see, one by one, seek for love
So you are my light
If those feelings rise, they’ll grow to shine brightly

When will the day come that you shine
As you spell out my wishes
Even now, the same as always
I want to stay wrapped up within the light that has you
I want to stay wrapped within


Translation credit to Kodochalover @livejournal

Ramadan Story: Day 1 - It Went Smoothly

Marhaban ya Ramadhan...
Welcome Ramadhan...
Selamat Datang wahai Ramadhan...

Most of creatures excited to welcome this month, except for some who don't know the features of this month--yet. I am one of them, as the due date was getting closer, I pray to Allah to prolong my life so I will encounter this month again this year. I was so afraid that I'd die before the first Tarawih prayer last night.

Well, it's almost iftar time when I write this now, I'll just write some part then continue after tonight's Tarawih.

What's the special thing of the first day? It's the passion!
Everyone still in the high excitement of doing worship, I myself felt that too. Somehow I could overcome my sleepiness and read Holy Quran. Hehe

Well, well, this is my note from the first day.


#Tarawih

 I was so engrossed in reading Quran that I didn't realize the azan almost reverberated. It was my father who suddenly exclaimed.
"Is no one going to Masjid?"
Because of that remark, I lifted my head and glanced at clock wall. It's 7.50 pm.
"20 minutes before the Isha prayer." My father continued and I end my reading.

I went to dining room and grab my dinner. Small portion of rice with "rendang". I eat in hurry then rush into bath room to take wudhu and prepare to go to Masjid.

At the door, I was confused, I just realize that my sandal was gone and I had nothing to wear. My little sister who was being so kind appeared from another door carrying a pair of green sandal for me. I suspected that it was my father's, since the number was so large and I look like a child wearing their parent's; out of size. I wore them nevertheless.

Somehow, I started getting sleepy after Isha prayer, and the long discourse from Imam didn't help at all. I felt like going back to my childhood age, when I fight against my sleepiness just to finish the first two rakaah of Tarawih. The drowsiness lasts until witir even when I was walking home. I almost stumble on my steps because I was walking with eyes half-lidded. Thanks God, I reached home safely without embarrassing myself.

#Reading Holy Quran

I set another target this year, that I should at least finish reading it twice this month. Thus, I eagerly read the Qur'an after Magrib prayer on the first night. 

It was my sister who halted my reading because she suddenly voice out. "It's already Ramadan?" I was speechless before answering. "Yes, we're gonna do Tarawih prayer in next hour."

I didn't blame her for being oblivious. The news about Ramadan was covered with World Cup issues and the Campaign of President Election in this country; Indonesia. The two big event happen at time with Ramadan.

But as I'm not really interest with both, I'm successfully drowning myself in reading Quran. Trying my best to fulfill my goal this Ramadan and lessening time of doing unnecessary stuff.

I read Quran after each prayer and when I feels like have nothing to do.

#Sahur

I have no complain about this.

Like the previous Ramadan, the must served menu on Sahur time is "Sie Reuboh" as long as this meat appeared on the table, I won't complain a thing.

But seems like I got the wrong portion this sahur. Maybe because I woke up kinda late, there's only two plates left on the table with rice in it. Without thinking I grab the big one and put the side dish as much as my heart want. Just when my sister took the only plate left and went to the kitchen, I realize that the rice on my plate was not my usual portion.

What to do then? I already added the side dish thus I had to eat them all. Well, I finished it somehow. But okay, eating beyond your portion is disaster. I got so full that I could only drink one glass, while usually I could even store three glass of water during sahur.

Okay, okay, I should rest much to prevent dehydration. 

#Afternoon Nap

In order to keep my body fit, I decided to rest so I could forget the thirst on my throat. I laid on my bed facing the wall, hiding from the sunlight that invade my room from the opened windows.

The atmosphere was quit, the weather was so hot and the sun enjoying itself up there in the sky. The heat surely made my temper crawling up. I felt it hard to handle my anger during sunny day.

Suddenly, a giggle touch my ears and forced my eyes to opened. It was already hard to ask dream to come down in the hot air. But my brother was dare to disturb my fight in calling the dreamland. 

Wait! Why was he in my room anyway? I didn't even realize when did he come in and there he was, conversing with my little sister while laughing continuously. I was annoyed so I scold them, but they didn't mind that I repeated my protest again and again. Until my father heard the noise and scold the noisy kids, they're going silent.

So then, I was back with my effort of flying into dreamland. It was successful in the end.

#Iftar

I didn't expect a thing for the first day but cold beverage. I told you that I only drink one glass of water so I felt so dry. Cold water would help me to feel better.
But hey, I couldn't find ice block in the refrigerator, and it made me so crestfallen. My hope to get a cold chocolate drink had vanished already. I want to slumped on the floor and crying hard, but it was Ramadan and it's not the time to exaggerate. 

Thinking of another way, I still brew the chocolate then put in in the fridge. Hoping that refrigerant box would freeze the liquid faster than usual. In the end, it still warm when the iftar time comes and I gulp the beverage my family prepares. With the date fruit and fried noodle, I end the fasting today.

And the chocolate... I got them out the fridge after Tarawih prayer and the sensation of drinking it wasn't disappointed at all :D



Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Student's Diary: Memoirs of 4th Semester

 all pictures disclaimer

As expected, I spent my day strolling the internet world. It didn't earn much though, as I was only reading some articles and checking the fandom site for funny videos. I'm in high desperate of laughing stock, this past semester had transformed me into someone I never knew before, showing myself that I have another side which I didn't even thought exist in me. After all the torture I got, I'm planning to enjoy a week full before Ramadan and get my revenge; to relax.

...

Hey, did I sound awful in the first paragraph? Hehe... 
I'm sorry to mention something like "this past semester had transformed me into someone I never knew before, showing myself that I have a side I didn't even thought exist in me". I didn't mean that I became a monster or power ranger or something alike of that. It just... 

Okay, before I explain the sentence above, I want to make an assumption;  
"Someone who know me and read this might checking their files of memory now, searching for a hint of what I mean by that strange sentence. People who had been with me along this semester must trying to find bizarre thing about me in this semester that they remember, then making a hypothesis and continue reading." 

But still, I don't think they would make it right :p

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Derai Derai Pagi



Derai derai...
Daun melambai
Menggoyang helai-helai

Derai derai...
Rinai terlerai
Menyapa hijau yang tersemai

Derai derai...
Tangan menggapai
Hujan membelai

Derai derai...
Kota ini basah lagi

Darussalam, 12 Juni 2014

Monday, June 9, 2014

Student's Diary: The First Day of Final Exam


Is this for sure?

I could just blink and checked the paper again and again. Thinking that I might lost some pages. But no, as I glimpsed throughout class, I assumed that everyone received the exact sheet as me.
But why?

Are you kidding me?

I was somehow annoyed since the question was out of my expectation.

Are you kidding us?

This is final exam! And what I found on my sheet was only three question! You read it right, 3 questions that relate to each of it! You can say that it was only one question, precisely. A question that was expanded with detail.

My dear lecturer, were you serious when you wrote this?

If only I was in comic, I might had flip the chair with my hand and storm out the class to the school ground. Looking up to the sky then shout; "Kami-sama, is this the right world to live in?"

Okay, that's too much. I won't do something like that even if I was a comic character.

Oh right, there's a song which said,
"if you're grumpy, grumpy, grumpy, stomp your feet."
I learned that in class, you know?
But I couldn't do that this morning or I'd be kicked out from class. It was exam, it was exam!
Oh my, I'm getting crazy.

No, I'm not mad. I was grateful at that time, grateful because I didn't study the past night. Because if I did study, I'd be seriously crazy when I face that kind of question. I'd regret the time I used to study instead of writing story, because the question didn't come from the textbook. Yes, I'd be really upset.

But why is everyone still in class? With this question, they should have finished minutes ago.
Don't ask me, I was busy complaining that I haven't done a single question after more than five minutes sitting there. Again, I peek at my friends work. No, I'm not peeking their answer. I just wanted to make sure that they're doing those question, the same question I was holding with the will to eat them up.

The invigilator might had suspect me for acting so weird even since I came in. But who cares? I just want to make sure that I got the right question before I done it and left while the fact that there's still more! I couldn't pawn my future with a stupid mistake during final exam!

One by one, I saw my friends walked out the room. In the end, I was convinced that no question were hidden. Then I start my work. I did it so carefully afraid I might make some mistakes and lose my chance to get A mark. I smiled when as I finished and walked out as my friends did.

Then, outside the class, my friends was also talking about the question. Yes, I admit it. This exam seems to be the first time we weren't serious in exam. And a joke was cracked; "It seems like the lecturer also wasn't serious about the question."

Oh, well, okay. I won't complain anymore. But I hope they won't joke with our score later.

Let's pray for tomorrow's exam!

Good luck :)

Monday, June 2, 2014

When The Door Closed



When I close the door,
I let some things stay out of my life
It's for an end, no restarting.

When I shut the door close,
Never knock on it forever
Because the knob has been locked, for eternity

When the door has been closed
I could see the things I left outside, stepping back to afar
Together and in unison, going with their own direction

Just go, don't ever look back

When I close the door,
I left no hope to open it back.
When I close the door,
it means no turning back

Just when I close the door, I see you standing there waving a goodbye.

When I close the door,
it means no turning back.

It's an ultimate end, for everything...

Darussalam, June 2, 2014