he meet a girl and fell in love with her,
One day this girl asked him,
"Choose me or music..."
And the guy said,
"I choose music..."
Kaulah jiwa,
Kau notasi cinta,
Kaulah nyawa,
Kau muzika lara.
Later on this guy met another girl.
And this girl plays music like him.
He even said,
"It would be nice, if we are get married. I can sing and you'll play the bass..."
Beautiful isn't? But it won't happen. It won't.
Kaulah jiwa,
Kau notasi cinta,
Kaulah nyawa,
Kau muzika lara.
One day, this guy asked the girl,
"Choose me or music..."
She said, "I choose you..."
Yes, it is true.
She choose the guy.
But look where she is now.
You know her stories,
You know her dreams,
You know her promises,
How could you asked her to live without her soul?
How could you asked her to let her instruments go?
It's not my fault to choose the wrong guy,
But it's your fault to picked the wrong girl.
A man's feeling is a plank of wood. It takes fire to burn it.
A girl's feeling is a stack of glasses. Tap one and all will shatter at once.
Kaulah jiwa,
Kau notasi cinta,
Kaulah nyawa,
Kau muzika lara.
Kau ku cinta,
Kau ku puja,
Kau ku damba,
Kini kau tiada~
Kini kau tiada~
Kini kau tiada~
p/s- As s(he) be(lie)ve, s(he) is br(ok)en...
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