Melipat Waktu

Kopi di meja mulai dingin, tak tersentuh
Di luar jendela, langit runtuh jadi peluh
Orang-orang berlari mengejar bayangannya sendiri
Sementara kita di sini, merajut sepi yang abadi

Jam dinding itu berisik, menghitung sisa napas
Kaki-kaki lelah melangkah di atas aspal panas
Mereka lupa cara melihat matahari terbenam
Terlalu sibuk menyalakan lampu yang temaram

Bolehkah kita melipat waktu?
Menyimpannya di saku baju
Biar dunia berputar gila di luar sana
Kita tetap di sini, menjadi manusia sederhana
Menjadi manusia yang ada

Tak perlu emas, tak perlu tahta
Cukup detak jantung yang nyata!
Jangan biarkan bising kota
Mencuri jiwamu yang tersisa!
Simpan waktumu
Di saku bajumu
Istirahatlah

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FOLDING TIME


The coffee on the table is growing cold, untouched
Outside the window, the sky collapses into sweat
People run, chasing their own shadows
While we remain here, weaving an eternal solitude

The clock on the wall is noisy, counting the breaths we have left
Tired feet keep walking across the burning asphalt
They have forgotten how to watch the sunset
Too busy turning on the dimmest lights

Could we fold time?
And keep it in our pockets
Let the world spin wildly out there
While we remain here, simply being human
Being human, truly present

No need for gold, no need for a throne
Just the heartbeat that proves we’re alive!
Don’t let the city’s noise
Steal the last piece of your soul!
Keep your time
In your pocket
Just rest

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