Tadi malem sesaat sebelum tidur, tiba-tiba Aldebaran bilang bahwa dia ingin a birthday party untuk ulang tahun ketiganya.
Alde want balloon,
Alde want chocolate cake
Alde want friends.
kemudian gue bilang “Alde, I promise you will have your birthday party okay.”
Setelah itu dia tidur.
He’s got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see his face
He takes me away to that special place
And if I’d stare too long
I’d probably break down and cry
Sweet child o’ mine
Sweet love of mine
He’s got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
His hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I’d hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by
Sweet child o’ mine
Sweet love of mine
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o’ mine
A catchy tune. Especially this part:
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Aldebaran, I promise you that birthday party.
Some day when you and your little brother are old enough, you will read my personal black book.
You will there and then see, how far your parents went, to ensure there is not an ounce of pain in your eyes.
