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Beautiful mess, belakangan ini lagi seneng denger lagu nya beautiful mess nya Jason Mraz, ga ngerti juga arti nya apaan karena ga terlalu gape bahasa inggris, tapi yang penting lagu nya enak buat didengerin.
baca judul nya aja sudah langsung nge rasa gimana gitu "beautiful mess". Tampak seperti apa yang kita jalani sehari hari.
Kalo diartikan secara alat bahasa google
beautiful = indah, cantik, elok, ayu
mess = kekacauan, kalo digabung kira kira bisa berarti "Kekacauan yang indah".
Itu arti secara bahasa yang baku dan benar, tapi tampak nya saya punya makna tersendiri dengan kata kata itu.
"Beautiful Mess" bagi saya kata yang berarti 'kekacauan yang indah' ini jadi salah satu kejadian yang sering terjadi di dalam perjalanan kehidupan yang kita alami.
Jangan terpaku pada kata 'kekacauan' yang berkonotasi negatif yaa... *emang ada ya kekacauan yang bermakna positif?? jadi mikir*.
Bukan kekacauan dalam arti sebener nya juga, lebih pada keadaan yang tidak sesuai dengan apa yang diharapkan. Tapi di dalam keadaan yang mungkin tidak sesuai dengan apa yang diharapkan itu kita bisa belajar sesuatu hal yang baru, langkah langkah antisipasi, kekuatan untuk percaya diri, kemauan untuk memperbaiki dan hal hal positif lainnya yang bisa kita dapatkan dari 'kekacauan' yang terjadi. Inilah yang saya maksud dengan "beautiful mess" versi saya..
"Everything happens for a reasons"
ini nih kutipan lirik nya Jason Mraz :
Beautiful mess - Jason Mraz
You've got the best of both worlds
You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you're needy,
Humble but you're greedy
And based on your body language,
And shotty cursive I've been reading
Your style is quite selective,
Though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
That this is just what happiness is
And what a beautiful mess this is
It's like we're picking up trash in dresses
Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
'Cause here we are, here we are
Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they're quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There's no shame in being crazy
Depending on how you take these
Words I'm paraphrasing this relationship we're staging
And what a beautiful mess this is
It's like picking up trash in dresses
Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And kind and courteous is a life I've heard
But it's nice to say that we played in the dirt oh dear
Cause here we are, Here we are
Here we are
We're still here
What a beautiful mess this is
It's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes
And through timeless words, and priceless pictures
We'll fly like birds not of this earth
And tides they turn, and hearts disfigure
But that's no concern when we're wounded together
And we tore our dresses, and stained our shirts
But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it.
