As I've said in previous page, that PURNAMWULAN's lyricks have a vast unique epic story... It's absolutely have a vast meaning inside... The vertebra and essence is the most important things to mentioned about in these three poetic lyricks... If you are looking straight forward the lyricks, you might see and understand it's just a common lyricks but for me and I've get an observation about, I'm really understand and I've grasp the point behind it... PURNAMWULAN request to see, to think by your own infinities power mind and thought into the essence of the lyricks... It's a nature... Every lyricks have it's own interpretations... Actually, the appearance is too straight... Let's think deeply into it and try get the point...!!!
in this vast forest, I'm living in this smaller world
in this coldest night, I'm staying in Thy solitary
in this freezing moment, I'm drenching after the rain
in this rotting twigs, I'm loosing My age day after day
in the misty and gloomy night ye come again
emerging in date of fifthteen's Kliwon of Friday's Night
The Princess I'm always yearning in Thy heart
I summon ye name but ye still keep in silence
Puteri Kinjang Emas ye beautiful name
for thou who do not know thou hidden mystic
how extensiving yer kingdom's throne in the vast skies
the sparkling stars as yer guardiance at thine palace
yet that yearns beckoning again
The Princess still My yearns is loosing again
let her gone make a sweet memories to Me
for Me still awaiting ye again, eternally
musick by : BAGAWAN MINTARAGA
lyricks by : SANGHYANG WULAN
THE NARRRATION :
Under the dense tree... 15th Kliwon of Friday's night... The first knight, Arjuna Wiwaha sitting in ponder and express his yearning heart with a wood-pile infront of him... Monologue... Deep meditation and immortality passions to his beloved wife namely Dewi Supraba that's she is too far from the place... She is among the seventh wives of Arjuna Wiwaha... Way up high in the skies, the fullmoon shinning her brightness to the nature and the fullmoon potraying and symbolized the charming faces of his wife... He've his rest and relief after struggling in the batlles... He've throw his pair of eyes up in the fullmoon... At least, his yearns could be treat... As a sequence in moaning owl, Arjuna Wiwaha whispering the name of Dewi Supraba... The seasons change again and 15th of fullmoon Kliwon slowly loosing her brightnes... And the symbol of his beloved wife vanish from his eyes... But in patientness he's still waiting for her in the forthcoming seasons...
since I was born
frequently I'm asking Myself
what this all about ?
is it creation of My nature ?
since now still I seek
who was hidden in Myself
what for I'm living ?
in the world of delusion
infront of Me
I shall see the path of labyrinth
which one should I choose ?
I ask to Myself who I am
in the light and the darkness
show to Me which one is the truth
path of labyrinth
I still couln't the radient of this path
path of labyrinth
which one is only the truth ?
seems still keep asking
till now I'm searching who I am
conclution matter
what is the meaning of this life ?
musick by : BAGAWAN MINTARAGA
lyricks by : SANGHYANG WULAN
THE NARRATION :
Upon the audience hall of Pramesti Batara Guru... Early morning... A sinful deity have an audience with Batara Guru and asking some questions about a life and it's purpose... About the belief and god... But Batara Guru didn't give a perfect answers... He just raise his sword and say... "Ye have yer own brain... Have yer own ability to be aware... Ye have yer own five sense to get the knowledge... Ye must learn from the nature by yer infinites power of equilibrium mind... See in yer own innersoul... Ye are and ye have yer own god... Believe in yerself and trust no one... Take the smart step and choose the right path for yer own successful life... And I promise ye that the victories awaits ye..."
njero njeneng Mbelis seng gedhi
kulo mbakar menyan seng wangi
diasep karo wadhah menyan geni
soko seko mbahku dadhi medhi
ya, Sombrong kulo asepi siro
Sombrong njoto ngelehi getih
getih abhang seng apik meneng
kulo rethi siro ngelehi getih
mbengi iki mbengi Jemuah Kliwon
mbengi iki mbengi seng apik
mbengi iki didhusoi karo getih
mbengi iki wulan ngambang kebhek
kulo adhusi siro karo mbanyu kelopo
kulo kelambeni siro karo mbatang pisang
kulo wangeni siro karo limo purut
kulo asepi siro karo menyan medhi
mugo siro dadhi ngageh ngayah
dendheman kulo hurong meneng entek
karepan kulo siro entok tuneke karepan
mabhurlah siro... mabhur... mabhur... mabhur...
sohsidhi guru kulo dadhi nang kulo
musick by : BATARA ENDRA SAKTI
lyricks by : (adapted from Mbah Samuri Sombrong's Magickal Spell)
Re-written by : SANGHYANG WULAN
THE NARRATION :
Once upon a time... in the ages of my youth... I've spend my time to stayed at my late grandfather's home... It is a Friday's night in fullmoon of 15th Kliwon... I'm peeping my late grandfather doing some descendant's ritual ceremony by his mouth mumbling some mantra and spells... In his hand grasping the dagger and it's called kris of Sombrong... The symbol of revenge !!! By a bowl of water, eggs, incense of Kemenyan, purut lemons among him... Beside his left have a lying banana's stem and upright bamboo's stem containing coconut's water... Sombrong was stabbed on the banana's stem and immerse into the coconut's water forthwith dry away upright-down on a smoked trace of burning incense... The fragrant smells fills the air... My late grandfather's mouth continuosly mumbling... Ahhh... It's seems like Sombrong's bathing ceremony and maybe tonight She will doing some job for him... I think !!! I'm shocked and jerked that someone calling my name... Oh, it's my late grandmother calling me to have my dinner... Afterwards, I don't know what happen that I've seen just now because I have my sleep already... For me, this is a flowers of my youth...
