Here's to another old Malay song!
I've been in love with this songs since I was still in pre-school and it is still a go-to song for me~
It is a song about a broken love, from being the everything to being left stranded with a broken heart. The lyrics use a lot of metaphors and nature as a symbolic gesture of love, hence some of the translation might not make sense.
Feel free to comment for anything though!
Now, let's get on with it!
Bunga Bunga Cinta - Flowers of Love
Tuesday, 27 March 2018
Wet Paint
I met you when the paint was wet
You saw through how it dries
Clinging to the wall like a second skin
Still, I wished for a wallpaper
Passing my street you stop and chatted
About the weather and the new colour
The season changed to summer and drier heat
You pointed up my wall and there it is, a cracked bit
Soon the paint starts peeling itself
Kept on stopping by and we chatted
Talked about the old and the new
Said you'll help paint mine too
We scrounged the walls deep
Till the bare base surfaces
The ashy gray cemented bricks
With tiny holes of air pockets
Months gone by changing seasons
The storms and thunders provide reasons
My street missing your daily presence
My walls grew moldy from separation
New paint sat beside me
Wet from water mixing
My back to the street I stare
At the steel gate I just purchased
_________________________________________________________________________________
To her and Mr. Confusing. Thank you, now her heart is re-strengthen, I guess....
You saw through how it dries
Clinging to the wall like a second skin
Still, I wished for a wallpaper
Passing my street you stop and chatted
About the weather and the new colour
The season changed to summer and drier heat
You pointed up my wall and there it is, a cracked bit
Soon the paint starts peeling itself
Kept on stopping by and we chatted
Talked about the old and the new
Said you'll help paint mine too
We scrounged the walls deep
Till the bare base surfaces
The ashy gray cemented bricks
With tiny holes of air pockets
Months gone by changing seasons
The storms and thunders provide reasons
My street missing your daily presence
My walls grew moldy from separation
New paint sat beside me
Wet from water mixing
My back to the street I stare
At the steel gate I just purchased
_________________________________________________________________________________
To her and Mr. Confusing. Thank you, now her heart is re-strengthen, I guess....
Re-uploaded due to some spelling mistakes huhuhu
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