SATRIA

Sahabat-sahabatku adalah para menteri kebumian
Yang kebijakannya mencekik leher para kriminil lingkungan
Sahabat-sahabatku adalah detektif tanpa lisensi
Memata-matai gerak-gerik para monster
Yang kakinya berbentuk gergaji dan tangannya pukat harimau
Sahabat-sahabatku adalah dewa-dewi bumi
Yang dengan kasihnya, menderma bakti pada tanah
dan samudera, sampai ia kering dengan sendirinya
Sahabat-sahabatku adalah para penyambung lidah
Antara generasi ini dengan generasi nanti
Antara tuntutan para calon bayi penghuni negeri
Kepada moyangnya - agar jangan hilang akal
Sahabat-sahabatku adalah para dokter alam
Yang bakal menyuntikkan lagi ramuan
Yang bakal merawat bumi
Yang tahu cara membuatnya keluar dari sangkar agoni
Yang membidani, menjadi saksi, kelahiran putra semesta
Hijau, segar, anggun, pantas dilihat sampai ribuan tahun lagi

The Last Song - Eulogy

A song titled Heart Of Gold brought by Neil Young was my father' s last song. I was listening and watching the video with my father in the bedroom. We laid down on the bed. My father was sick, he couldn't move his legs. In the video Neil Young changed the harmonica at several times to find the fittest one. My father gave a comment on that. I said him that Heart of Gold sound like Green Day newest song, 21 Guns. He didn't comment back. We were watching together in silent several seconds. We enjoyed the video. After finished it, I offered my father to listen the other song. He ever asked me to download some video from Greg Lake and Don McLean before, but he said to me that he felt not so good today, so I moved outside with a heavy heart. It was not my father as usual that always enthusiastic with music in every condition. The next several days he died peacefully in a hospital  where I was born. He got leptospirosis, lost his organ function so fast.  It's a huge sorrow because during his life I am not a good daughter for him. Today I'll present a gift for my beloved father as A Working Class Hero and The Unique Father Ever.

I miss you father, your odd words, your unique style and act, your simple life, your body on the old cycle, your head under the hat, and your praise for me while you touch me.

Here the lyric

"Heart Of Gold

I want to live,
I want to give
I've been a miner
for a heart of gold.
It's these expressions
I never give
That keep me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
Keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.

I've been to Hollywood
I've been to Redwood
I crossed the ocean
for a heart of gold
I've been in my mind,
it's such a fine line
That keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
Keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.

Keep me searching
for a heart of gold
You keep me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm growing old.
I've been a miner
for a heart of gold. 

by : Neil Young