This post represents my personal opinion; sometimes it makes sense, often not. I reserve the right to edit/delete offensive comments, but I wouldn't mind a couple of politically incorrect statements here and there.
Thoughts of Yano invariably lead me to the dreary and lonely years of college - that is, the first time I was in college in Diliman. It’s been so long since I last listened to Dong Abay that I actually forgot the lyrics; heck, I even forgot I had the mp3’s in the first place. But when I came across them, all I could think of was you, especially with this song:
Paalam, Sampaguita (excerpts)
Anong silbi ng larawan mo, pag hindi ka naman naririto
Habang buhay ko na bang ilalagay sa pitakang iyong ibinigay…
Tatay at nanay mo ang nagsabi, di daw tayo pwedeng mag steady
Gusto nila maging asawa mo yung anak ng may-ari ng barko
Sabi mo mahal mo ako, sa ilalim ng buwan nagsumpaan pa tayo
Na walang makakahadlang kahit sino man sa ating pag iibigan…
Kaya’t ito laging kasama ko ang tamis at pait ng alaala mo…
Ganito ba talaga ng pag-ibig, di maaring magtagpo ang lupa’t langit?
Paalam, sampaguita…
It seems irreverent, doesn’t it, that a Yano song should invoke memories of you? But then again, just about everything does. Everything good and wonderful in this world I have discovered because of you, and through you I have also seen the dark underbelly of this “Savage Garden”. It’s all I can do not to despair.
Just in case you ever make your way back here again, Poodle’s doing fine, the job’s good so far, but the band seems all but dissolved. I haven’t even seen them in months. Dad was here over the weekend to visit lola, she’s not doing so well, and I promised dad to visit her more often.
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The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing. ~ Edmund Burke
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