
angkringan tugu, senin malam, 260508, 21:00..
di tengah aroma jogja,
tikar, trotoar, kopi jos, nasi, oseng-oseng, tempe, sate..
sesekali terdengar tawa, kawan bercengkerama.
tiba-tiba seorang kawan, ucil, bertanya
"lagu ini judulnya apa sih?" (sambil bersenandung ringan)
otak berputar keras..terus..terus.. dan..
ya, ini lagu yang dia maksud..
we skipped the light fandango,
turned cartwheels cross the floor,
i was feeling kinda seasick,
but the crowd called out for more,
the room was humming harder,
as the ceiling flew away,
when we called out for another drink,
the waiter brought a tray ,
and so it was that later,
as the miller told his tale,
that her face, at first just ghostly,
turned a whiter shade of pale,
she said, there is no reason,
and the truth is plain to see,
but I wandered through my playing cards,
and would not let her be,
one of sixteen vestal virgins,
who were leaving for the coast,
and although my eyes were open,
they might have just as wellve been closed,
she said, Im home on shore leave,
though in truth we were at sea,
so i took her by the looking glass,
and forced her to agree,
saying, you must be the mermaid,
who took neptune for a ride,
but she smiled at me so sadly,
that my anger straightway died,
if music be the food of love,
then laughter is its queen,
and likewise if behind is in front,
then dirt in truth is clean,
my mouth by then like cardboard,
seemed to slip straight through my head,
so we crash-dived straightway quickly,
and attacked the ocean bed,
ya, itu lagu procol harum, a whiter shade of pale..
katanya, lagu itu istimewa karena banyak hal,
bunyi organnya, kemisteriusan liriknya,
(meskipun jujur, sampai saat ini aku belum tahu apa maksud lagu ini..)
tapi entah kenapa, lagu ini tampak dalam..
sepertinya..
setidaknya buatku..
nah, atmosfer berbeda akan terasa
ketika mendengar versi lain lagu ini,
annie lennox, sarah brightman, syaharani..
tapi semua tetap istimewa..
ah, jogja..
angkringan..
a whiter shade of pale..
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