關於 what is love baby don't hurt me ，我們在網路上蒐集到這些相關的討論、資訊與評價

90舞曲大帝國 - Pentatonix

0:04 La Bouche - Be My Lover
0:19 Haddaway - What Is Love (Baby Don't Hurt Me)
0:36 ATC - All Around the World (La La La)
0:52 Alice DJ - Better Off Alone
1:13 C+C Music Factory - Gonna Make You Sweat (Everybody Dance Now)
1:23 Snap! - Rhythm Is a Dancer
1:38 Vengaboys - Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom!!
1:52 Sonique - It Feels So Good
2:14 Maggie Reilly - Everytime We Touch
2:55 Eiffel 65 - Blue (Da Ba Dee)
3:11 Little Louie Vega (Hardrive) - Deep Inside
3:14 Robin S - Show Me Love
3:37 Jennifer Lopez - Waiting For Tonight
3:54 Ace of Base - Beautiful Life
4:02 Cher - Believe
4:45 Crystal Waters - Gypsy Woman (La Da Dee La Da Da)
4:53 Finally - CeCe Peniston

Seorang Suami Menemui Sebuah Diari Arwah Isterinya Dan Hampir Pitam Selepas Membaca Kandungan Diari Tersebut Kerana Rupanya Arwah Isterinya Itu Sudah Banyak Kali...
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Apa yang nak aku tuliskan ini, jadikan lah sebagai pengajaran buat semua lelaki di luar sana yang bergelar suami. Kisah ini mungkin menyayat hati bagi yang masih ada ‘hati’.

Hari ni genap 67 hari arwah isteri aku meninggl. Dan selama 67 hari ini juga aku tak henti henti menangis di atas pemergian isteri yang paling aku sayang. Bukan aku tak redha, cuma aku rasa seperti tak lepas.

Seperti ada sesuatu yg belum selesai antara kami. Dan malam ini, aku terjaga bukan kerana tangisan baby yg minta disusukan, tapi kerana seakan terdengar dengar tangisan arwah. Allahu..aku tak kuat.

Aku dah berkahwin selama lebih kurg 3 tahun setengah dengan isteri. Kami kahwin muda. Seawal usia aku 20, dan isteri 19. Di awal perkahwinan, semuanya indah belaka. Aku sgt mencintai isteri sehingga langsung tak boleh berjauhan dengan nya.

Sampai kadang kadang bila kena oustation, aku menangis rindukan dia pada waktu malam (aku bekerja di company milik family, dan dia belajar di ipts dekat dgn rumah) . Pergi ke mana saja, aku akan bawa dia bersama. Hatta keluar isi minyak atau beli top up pun dia akan merengek nak ikut. Isteri aku mmg manja org nya dan type of overly attached wife. Tapi aku tak rimas, malah aku suka.

Kami memang sangat rapat. Tambahan pula kami bercinta lepas nikah. We explore everything together. Bila dia cuti sem, aku akan bawa dia berjalan mana dia nak pergi. Isteri aku cantik orgnya. Bukan aku puji sebab dia isteri aku, tetapi sebab semua orang pun cakap perkara sama.

Bila keluar, kalau isteri aku melaram mesti ada je mata yang duk pandang pandang. Memang aku sakit hati, tapi aku pujuk diri dengan cakap takpelah, dia milik aku skrg. Lagipun aku tahu isteri aku mmg jenis sangat tidak melayan.

Bercakap dengan lelaki pun kurang. Dulu masa nak pikat hati dia pun ambil masa berbulan baru dapat kenal. Dia seorang yang sopan, dan menutup aurat dengan sempurna.

Dari awal kahwin, sehingga hampir setahun, aku rasa sangat senang dengan arwah. Kalau boleh, aku nak ada dekat dengan dia je 24jam. Bila ada kerja luar, aku akan settlekan cepat dan berkejar nak balik rumah.

Namun bila masa berlalu, tanpa aku sedar aku makin banyak berubah. Tanpa aku sedar, arwah makan hati dalam diam. Aku makin jauh dengan dia. Aku sibuk dengan kerja luar, sehingga aku rasa seronok berada di luar berbanding di rumah bersama isteri. Kadang kadang, aku cari je apa yang boleh aku settlekan di luar rumah sebab aku bosan stay dekat rumah.

Sepanjang perkahwinan, mmg aku langsung tak pernah keluar kalau bukan bersama arwah. Apa lagi nak lepak malam malam dengan kawan lama. Sampai laa suatu masa aku join macam macam club kereta dan motor.

Makin banyak alasan aku nak jumpa kawan itu dan kawan ini. Mula mula arwah diam , lama lama dia mula merungut yang dia bosan di rumah kesorangan. Tapi aku tak peduli pun. Kadang kadang dia menangis sebab kecil hati dengan aku. Tapi setiap kali dia menangis bila bergaduh atau berkecil hati, aku tak pernah pedulikan dia. Sedar sedar dia dah tertidur dengan air mata kat pipi.

Ye, aku tahu aku suami yg jahat. Aku biasakan dia dengan layanan seperti seorang puteri, kemudian aku ragut semuanya . Dari seorang suami yang cukup lembut, aku berubah menjadi seperti seekor singa bila bergaduh.

Aku akan ignore dia. Aku akan cakap kasar kasar dengan dia. Tangan aku mula pandai sentuh badan dia (itu kalau dia yg mulakan dulu). Sampai kadang kadang aku rasa mcm jodoh aku dengan dia dah takde.

Kami kerap bertengkar. Dan kebanyakannya berpunca dari sikap dia yang terlalu kuat cemburu. Tapi itu dulu, masa dia hidup. Bila dia dah pergi, baru aku sedar. Dia bukannya cemburu buta tetapi dia mahu aku jadi suami yg soleh. Dia mahukan yg terbaik untuk dunia dan akhirat aku. Allah, berdosanya aku.

Aku mengaku, aku memang susah nak jaga mata. Bila keluar berdua, dan ada perempuan cantik yg melintas depan kami mesti mata aku akan terpesona tgk kecantikan perempuan tu. Padahal isteri aku ada kat sebelah. Dan isteri aku pun sangat cantik.

Tapi aku tak pernah sedar semua tu. Bagi aku biasa lah tu lelaki mmg suka tgk perempuan cantik. Aku tak tahu yang isteri aku sedih dengan sikap aku tu. Arwah selalu tegur. Tapi aku buat tak tahu je. Sampai satu masa arwah dah tak tegur lagi, mungkin dia dah penat dengan perkara sama. Aku memang tak tahu bersyukur. Aku tak pernah rasa cukup dgn apa yg aku adaa. Sedangkan arwah dah cukup segalanya

To be honest, aku juga sukar jaga mata dari pandang perkara haram. Kadang kadang aku terlajak layan video prno. Tapi arwah tak pernah tahu. Sampai la satu hari masa dia mengandung 3 bulan, aku kantoi. Masa tu dia sedih sgt, sampai dapat migrain dan kena admit ward sebab pre eclampsia .

Aku risau sgt pasal baby masa tu. Dan it was the last time aku tgk mende keji tu. Aku dah bersumpah pada diri sendiri yg aku takkan tonton lagi umpan syaitan tu. Aku tak tahu kenapa, isteri aku halal untuk aku datangi bila bila masa tetapi pelacur di website itu juga yg aku nak tengok. Sedangkan t
Sedangkan tbuh isteri lebih cantik dari semua tu. Aku hina. Aku memang pendosa

Mulai hari tu, aku tengok isteri rajin bangun solat malam. Aku tahu, dia mengadu kepada Allah perihal aku. Aku tahu, dia bangun untuk doakan kebaikan bagi aku. Itupun semua aku tahu lepas dia dah pergi. Lepas dia dah meninggl. Lepas dah terlewat semua nya.

Seminggu lepas dia meninggl, aku kemas luggage pakaian dia. Dan aku terjumpa satu buku tebal. Aku ingatkan buku nota study dia. Rupanya dalam tu penuh catatan diari dia dari mula kahwin dengan aku sampai la hari terakhir sebelum di admit ward untuk give birth.

Aku baca semua. Air mata aku tumpas. Akurasa masa tu aku nak pergi gali semulaa kubur arwah aku nak peluk dia, aku nak cium dia, aku nak minta maaf aku nak minta ampun. Aku banyak dosa dengan dia.

“Abang, kenapa abg tengok semua tu. Sayang kan ada kalau abg berhajat? Mungkin sayang tak mengiurkan macam pelakon pelakon dlm video lcah tu. Syg minta maaf kalau syg tak pandai layan abg, sampai abg cari kepuasan melalui cara tu.

Ya allah, kau berilah hidayah pada suami aku. Abang, semoga Allah pelihara abang dari pandangan haram ye. Moga hati dan iman abg kuat ye. Takpe, syg tolong doakan abang setiap malam dan di setiap sujud syg. ”

” Cemburunya tengok abg duk pandang pandang perempuan tu tadi. Mmg la cantik. Tapi syg dah usaha habis baik nk bagi cantik jugakk bila keluar dgn abg

Sehelai demi sehelai lembaran tu aku belek. Dari sekecil kecil hingga ke sebesar besar hal dia ceritakan semua dalam buku tu. Baru skrg aku sedar , aku kurang beri perhatian pada dia selama ni. Dan ada satu luahan dalam buku tu ingatkan aku pada satu detik masa awal kehamilan arwah.

“Abang abang! Rasaa ni baby gerakk la! Aku emmm emm je. Mata asyik duk hadap hp. Bosan dgr dia merengek, aku alih tangan letak atas perut dia. Tapi mata masih lekat di skrin telefon. Dan segala kesedihan tu dia luahkan dalam buku tu. Memang aku dengar dia menangis malam tu tapi aku tak peduli pun. Mmg aku tak pernah nak pujuk kalau dia menangis. Apatah lagi nak tanya kenapa. Allahu.. kejam nya aku. Aku tak pernah peduli apa dia rasa.

Banyak yg aku baca dalam diari arwah. Patut laa dia dapat pre eclampsia (high blood prssure during pregnancy) . Padahal umur baru setahun jagung dan ini first baby. Rupanya banyak yg dia stress dan fikir pasal aku. Selama ni tanpa aku sedar, dia byk hide semua post di fb yg nengandungi unsur tak baik atau gmbr perempuan seksi. Betapa dia nak jaga dan nak bantu aku jadi baik.

Jahatnya aku. Memang aku tak pernah ada perempuan lain. Tapi aku seksa perasaan dan emosi dia. Dari apa yg aku baca, dia seolah menjadi sgt paranoid, memikirkan apa yg aku lihat di hp berkait dengan perempuan sksi, perempuan lain, atau tidak. Aku tak salahkan dia. Ini semua salah aku. Aku tak pernah fikir perasaan dia. Aku anggap semua remeh, semua kecil. Sedangkan dia menanggung derita yg besar.

Aku ingat lagi beberapa hari sebelum dia admit ward utk bersalin. Sewaktu dia nak turun beli makanan, dia sempat bergurau. Abang, rindu laa nak dengar abang ckp “awak jalan elok2 tau. Kalau ada org kacau, jerit nama abg kuat2”. Mmg dulu aku sangat lembut dan romantik dgn dia. Tapi aku xtahu mana semua tu pergi. Bukan arwah tak pernah cakap yg dia rindu aku yang dulu. Tapi aku tak pernah peduli.

Sekarang, semua dah takde. Yang tinggal hanya kenangan. Kenangan yang tak boleh mengembalikan apa apa. Dan arwah tinggalkan aku bersama zuriat kami. Nur amsya imani. Wajah iras sangat dengan arwah. Setiap kali aku pandang wajah anak syurga ini, setiap kali tu wajah arwah terbayang di mata. Allah..macam mana aku nak lalui hari hari mendatang.

Sungguh, aku sunyi. Dan sekarang baru aku faham erti sunyi yg isteri aku cakapkan selama ni bila stay dekat rumah sorang diri. Patut laa selama ni dia tak pernah tidur, dan tunggu aku balik walaupun tengah malam. Rupanya dia tak dapat tidur bila aku takde kat sblh

Aku dah hilang segalanya. Aku dah hilang isteri solehah yg sentiasa doakan kebaikan aku. aku dah hilang isteri yg selama ni jadi penguat aku. Abang rinduu nak naik motor dengan awak, sayang.. mcm awal kahwin dulu.

Pukul 1 pagi awak ajak round taman. Abang rinduu nak gurau dengan awak. Balik laa sayangg.. abg janji abg tak keluar dengan kawan dah. Abang janji abang tak hadap hp 24jam dah. Abang janji abg xpandang perempuan lain dah. Abang janji :(.

Menangis lah air mata darah pun. Arwah takkan kembali. Aku takde apa nak pesan banyak banyak. Tapi ambil laa kisah aku sebagai pengajaran. Tolong laa ambil sebagai pengajaran. Jangan sampai semua terlambat, baru kau nak menyesal. Aku menyesal. Menyesal. Menyesal.
A husband found a diary of his late wife and almost swoon after reading his diary content because apparently his late wife has many times...
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What I want to write about, make it a lesson for all the men out there who are called husbands. This story may be heartbreaking for those who still have 'heart'.

Today is only 67 days my late wife left. And for the past 67 days I haven't stopped crying over the passing of the wife that I love most. It's not that I don't accept it, it's just that I

It seems like there is something unfinished between us. And tonight, I'm awake not because of the baby's cry that asked to be breastfeed, but because it's like hearing the cry of the late Allahu.. I'm not strong.

I've been married for more than 3 years and a half to my wife. We married young. As early as I was 20, and wife 19. At the beginning of marriage, everything was beautiful. I love my wife so much that she can't be far from her.

Until sometimes when I get oustation, I cry missing him at night (I work in the family's company, and he's studying in IPTS near home). Go anywhere, I'll take her along. Hatta comes out of oil or even buy top up he will cry to follow. My wife is really spoiled by her person and type of overly attached wife. But I'm not crazy, but I like it.

We are very close. Plus we love after marriage. We explore everything together. When he's a semester holiday, I'll take him to walk where he wants to go. My wife is beautiful. I don't praise because she's my wife, but because everyone says the same.

When it comes out, if my wife dresses up there must be eyes that are looking at. I'm really hurt, but I persuade myself by saying it's okay, he's mine now. After all, I know that my wife is very kind of not entertaining.

Talking to a man is also lacking. In the past, when he was about to catch his heart, he took months to get to know him. He's a polite person, and cover his body perfectly.

From the beginning of marriage, until almost a year, I feel so happy with the late. If possible, I would like to be close to him for 24 hours. When there's an outdoor job, I'll settle fast and chase to go home.

But when time passes by, without me realizing I change more. Without me realizing, the spirit eats the heart in silence. I'm getting far away from him. I'm busy with outdoor work, until I feel good to be out there rather than home with my wife. Sometimes, I'm just looking for something that I can settle outside the house because I'm bored staying at home.

Throughout the marriage, I will never go out if not with the deceased. What else to hang out at night with old friends. Until one time I joined like a car and motor club.

More excuses for me to meet that friend and friend. At first the late was quiet, long time ago he started complaining that he was bored at home alone. But I don't care. Sometimes she cries because she's small with me. But everytime she cries when she fights or gets discouraged, I never cared about her. Realized that he fell asleep with tears on the cheek.

Yes, I know I'm a bad husband. I used to do her with service like a princess, then I snatched all of them. From a gentle husband, I turned into a lion when fighting.

I will ignore him. I'd be rude to him. My hands are starting to touch his body (that's if he started it first). Until sometimes I feel like my partner with him is gone.

We fight a lot. And most of them are caused by his attitude that is too jealous. But that was the time he lived. When he's gone, then I'll realize. He's not jealous but he wants me to be a good husband. He wants the best for my world and my afterlife. Allah, I am sinning.

I confess, I am hard to keep my eyes open. When both of you come out, and there's a beautiful woman who passes in front of us, my eyes will be amazed by the beauty of the Even though my wife is beside me. And my wife is very beautiful too.

But I never realized all that. For me it's normal that men like to look at beautiful women. I didn't know that my wife was saddened by my attitude. The late always greets. But I just don't know. Until one time the deceased hasn't told me anymore, maybe he's tired of the same thing. I don't know how to be grateful. I have never felt enough with what I have. While the deceased is enough

To be honest, I'm also hard to keep my eyes from looking at illegal things. Sometimes I watch the video too much. But the spirit never knew. Until one day when she was pregnant for 3 months, I was caught. At that time he was so sad, until he got migraine and got admitted to the ward because of pre eclampsia.

I was so worried about the baby at that time. And it was the last time I saw that cruel thing. I swear to myself that I won't watch the devil's bait anymore. I don't know why, my wife is halal for me to come to me anytime but the prostitute on the website is also what I want to see. Whereas t
While the wife is prettier than all that. I am despicable. I am indeed a sinner

From the other day, I saw the wife awake at night prayer. I know, he complains to Allah about me. I know, he woke up to pray for me for the goodness. That's all I knew after he was gone. After he left. After all it's too late.

A week ago she left, I cleaned her clothes luggage. And I found a thick book. I thought it was his study notebook. Apparently the diary is full of notes from starting to marry me until the last day before admitted to the ward to give birth.

I read all. My tears are broken. I feel that time I want to dig back the grave of my late I want to hug him, I want to kiss him, I want to apologize. I have sinned with him.

′′ Brother, why do you look at all that. Love is there if you wish? Maybe it's a pity that you don't like the actress in the video of the crazy video I'm sorry if I don't know how to treat me, until I find satisfaction through that way.

Ya Allah, please give guidance to my husband. Brother, may Allah protect you from illegal opinion. May my heart and faith be strong okay. It's okay, dear, please pray for me every night and every kneel dear. ′′ ′′

′′ It's jealous looking at brother looking at that woman just now. It's really beautiful. But unfortunately I've tried it and it's better to make it beautiful when I'm out with

One piece by one piece I turn into the sheet. From as small to small as big as he says everything in the book. Now I'm aware, I haven't paid attention to him all this time. And there's one expression in the book that reminds me of the early moment of the late pregnancy.

′′ Brother brother! I think this is a baby! Me emmm emm je. Eyes keep on facing hp. Tired of hearing him whining, I put my hand on his stomach. But the eyes are still stuck on the phone screen. And all the sadness he expressed in the book. I heard him crying that night but I don't care. I never wanted to persuade him if he cried. What else to ask why. Allahu.. I'm so cruel. I never cared what she felt.

I read a lot in the late diary. No wonder he got pre eclampsia (high blood pressure during pregnancy). Even though it's only a year of corn and this is the first baby. Apparently he's stressed out and thought about me. All this while without me realizing it, he hid all the posts on Facebook that contain bad elements or sexy women's pictures. How much he wants to take care of and help me be good.

I am evil. I never had another woman. But I torture her feelings and emotions. From what I read, she seems to be very paranoid, thinking of what I saw on her phone related to women, other women, or not. I don't blame her. This is all my fault. I never thought about her feelings. I take everything trivial, all small. While he suffered a big suffering.

I still remember a few days before he admitted to the ward to give birth. When he wanted to go down to buy food, he had time to joke around. Brother, I miss listening to my brother say ′′ you walk well. If someone disturbs me, shout out my name loudly ". I was so soft and romantic with him. But I don't know where all that went. It's not the spirit that he misses the old me. But I never cared.

Now, everything is gone. All that is left is memories. Memories that can't bring back anything. And the spirit left me with our children. Nur Amsya Imani. The face is very similar to the spirit. Every time I look at the face of this heavenly child, every time the face of the deceased is imagined in the eyes Allah.. how am I going through the coming days.

Really, I'm quiet. And now I only understand the meaning of silence that my wife has been talking about all this while staying at home alone. No wonder he hasn't slept yet, and wait for me to come back even though it's midnight. Apparently he can't sleep when I'm not beside me

I lost everything. I have lost my solehah wife who always pray for my goodness. I've lost my wife who has been my booster all this time. I miss riding a motorbike with you, dear.. like I got married early.

At 1 am you invite me to round the park. I miss joking with you. Come back dear.. I promise I won't be with my friends anymore. I promise I won't face my phone for 24 hours. I promise that I don't look at other women anymore. I promise :(.

Crying tears of blood. The spirit will never return. I don't want to order a lot. But take my story as a teaching. Please take it as a teaching. Don't let it be late, then you regret it. I'm sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry.Translated

Alkisah sebuah hidangan isteri.

Mak saya suka memasak tapi mak bukan seorang suri rumah, mak seorang engineer. Ada satu malam, mak balik sangat kepenatan tapi masih perlu memasak untuk saya dan abah.

Mak hanya mampu masak ayam kunyit, sayur kailan ikan masin dan nasi. 3 hidangan itu diletakkan di meja makan di mana ayah duduk goyang kaki menunggu makan.

Ayah meminta diri untuk solat Maghrib dulu sebelum makan. Ketika itu saya mencuba hidangan mak. Alamak, ayam kuncit terlalu masin, kailan separuh masak dan nasi hanyit.

Namun saya diam.

Selepas Isyak, ayah menjamu makanan masakan mak. Sambil makan, ayah bertanya bagaimana sekolah hari ini.

Saya tidak berapa ingat apa jawapan saya.
Ketika makan, mak mohon maaf pada ayah atas masakannya. Tapi ayah menjawab, “Sangat sedap sayang. Abang suka semua hidangan ini.”

Malam itu, sebelum tidur, saya pergi bersalam dengan ayah yang masih di ruang tamu dan bertanya betul ke ayah suka masakan mak tadi yang saya sendiri terasa susah nak telan.

“Anakku, mak dah penat sepanjang hari kerja. Mak dah penat. Hidangan kurang enak tak melukakan Mie dan ayah tapi kata-kata kasar akan menghiris perasaan,” kata ayah.

Mendengar kata-kata ayah, saya tersentak.

Lalu saya masuk bilik untuk bersalam dengan mak dan bertanya…

“Mak rasa ayah tadi kata suka masakan mak hari ini, mak percaya ke?”

“Anakku. Itu tak penting. Yang penting ayah jaga hati mak dan selepas makan, ayah tolong mak cuci pinggan. Ayah kamu itu orang besar, tapi benda-benda kecil sebegini yang buat mak sentiasa rasa bahagia kerana terasa ayah betul-betul sayang kat mak,” jawab mak.

Itulah perkara yang berlaku ketika kecil dan saya mengingati sehingga hari ini.

Kini saya sudah berkahwin, anak sudah tiga – dan melihat kembali kenangan manis ayah dan emak, saya semakin memahami fikiran mereka pada masa itu.

Mak dan ayah dan tindak-tanduk mereka menunjukkan mereka menerima segala kelemahan antara satu-sama lain dan meraikan perbezaan tersebut supaya hubungan erat dan kukuh sentiasa berkekalan. Mereka meraikan segalanya antara mereka, dan berusaha bersama untuk memastikan pasangan mereka sentiasa gembira dan bahagia.

Wahai anakku,
Hidup ini terlalu singkat untuk sebarang kekesalan. Jangan hidup dalam kekesalan. Hargailah segala yang dilakukan oleh orang-orang kesayangan kita, walaupun kadangkala kita tidak beberapa menyukainya. Mereka lakukan dengan kasih sayang, maka balaslah niat itu juga dengan kasih sayang dan kesyukuran bahawa ada yang masih sanggup melayan kita dengan baik.

Ingatlah masa yang berlalu tidak akan berpatah balik.
The story of a wife's meal.

My mom likes to cook but mom is not a housewife, mom is an engineer. There was one night, mom came back so tired but still had to cook for me and dad.

Mom can only cook turmeric chicken, vegetable when salted fish and rice. The 3 meals were put at the dining room where dad sat rocking legs waiting for a meal.

Dad asks himself for Maghrib prayers before eating. At that time I tried mom's meal. Oh my god, the chicken is too salty, when is half cooked and the rice is hanyit.

But I am silent.

After Isyak, dad is eating mom's food. While eating, dad asked how school was today.

I don't really remember my answer.
While eating, mom apologizes to dad for the cooking. But dad replied, ′′ So yummy baby. I love all these dishes."

The other night, before bedtime, I went to shake with dad who is still in the living room and asked me right about my mom's cooking just now that I felt hard to swallow.

′′ My child, mom has been tired all day working. Mom is tired. A bad dish doesn't hurt Noodle and dad but a bad word will cut the feeling," dad said.

Hearing dad words, I'm breathing.

Then I went to the room to shake with mom and ask...

′′ Mom thinks dad said he likes mom's cooking today, do you believe me?"

′′ My son. That's not important. The most important thing is that dad takes care of mom's heart and after eating, dad helps mom to wash Your dad is a big man, but small things like this that make mom always feel happy because dad really loves mom," answer mom.

That's what happened when I was little and I remember today.

Now I'm married, three kids - and look back on the sweet memories of dad and mom, I'm more understanding of their thoughts at the time.

Mom and dad and their horns show they accept each other's weaknesses and celebrate the difference so that a close and strong relationship lasts. They celebrate everything between them, and work together to keep their partner happy and happy.

Oh my son,
Life is too short for any annoyance. Do not live in annoyance. Appreciate everything our loved ones do, even though we don't like them sometimes. They do it with love, then reply to the intention also with love and gratitude that there are those who are still able to treat us well.

Remember the time that passes will never turn back.Translated

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〈SEEDA〉
I thought I wanted fame, but then I got fame
有名になりたいと思っていた そしたら有名になった
I thought I wanted money, but I just felt shame
お金が欲しいと思っていた でも寂しく思えた
I thought I wanted drugs, but I won't stay sane
麻薬が欲しいと思っていた でも正気でいられなかった
I thought I wanted love, but love gave me pain (2x)
愛が欲しいと思っていた でも愛は俺に傷みを教えた

Slipped into the belly of the beast
街の危ない場所にいる
Enemy’s around so I gotta keep the peace
敵がまわりにいるから 平和でいたい(武器を持つ )
(Yeah) (b-b-bitch)No my money don't crease
ビッチ 金は減らない
Look straight at em when we seeing the police, Yeah
お巡りの眼も 余裕で見れる

会社 上下 が ある
There are social ranks in companies
仕事 以外 wass up で十分
Other than work “wass up” is enough
息苦しくて 死にたくなる
Its hard to breath and I feel I want to die
そんなの日本だけ やめる理由　
Thats only in Japan and I wanna quit
Yea

And you know we had them hard times, hard times
俺達にはハードな時間があった、捕まったことも
They keep you medicated if you doing hard time
あいつら薬漬けにしてくる、塀の向うの仲間にさえ
Even money ain’t gon make a difference
お金なんてあまり違いを生まない
Only from inside can we get deliverance
心の内側からじゃないと助けられない

40 years man I’m walkin my shoes
４０才自分の道を歩いて来た
I keep my head up when they sang me the blues
過去の人と言われる度 ツーパックの歌を口ずさみ頭を上げてきた
Some people just grab for the nues
紐に手を伸ばす人もいる
That shit would break my heart when I watching the news
ニュースを見る度 俺の心も痛む

いじめにヤク 漬け
bullying and drugs
カネってレースが下手な だけ で
Just because I wasn’t good running in the race to chase the bag
悲惨な目？Fuck だぜ
Fuck those eyes filled with pity
aye aye aye aye

※〈Hook〉
傷み覚え怒り留めて
闇恐れず光求めて
歩み止めず希望届けて
情熱燃える 魂が吼えてる×2
Remember the pain and bottle up the anger
Seeking the light without fear of the darkness
Delivering hope, never stopping
Burning with passion, my soul screams

〈Jesse McFaddin〉
Sorry that I made you play the roll of daddy
It killed me when I left you with our daughter and the baby cuz
I don’t give a fuck about a lot of things
(that’s why) little thing is killing me
Losing the lottery
But please don’t bother me
(Because I finally found my way)
I’m living proof worth 40 years man
many more coming with my blood sweat and tears so
I’ve walked a little far but
(I needed something opposite, I’m fiending it)
Try to find my another end of chain
I’m
Still looking for it maybe next time
(habit that I have will never go away)
(so)you’ll have to understand me
(Art is all about pain)
So just let me flow as i want

(Every day daily)
(It’ll repeat)
(sometimes) feeling numb but I’ll
(ride my way through) with a black eye
Singing songs Iv been lately
So I can think sanely
But pain keeps on changing me
Cuz I’m born with a scar of Eighty

父親役を君にやらせてごめん
君と子供たちを置いて行くなんて生きた心地がしなかった
気に掛ける事などほとんど無いのに
当たり前を失うと気にしてしまう
負け？って誰が決めるんだ
遠回りしたからこそ見つけれた道
40年描き続けてきた地図
歳と共に重ねる血と汗と涙は
一歩一歩踏み残した足跡だ
たまに真逆にある物を欲する
チェーンの先を今日も探す
見つからなければ明日また探す
直感で向かうクセは未だに
治らないから受け入れるか消えろ
痛みがあるからartが生まれる
これが俺だ、好きに語らせてもらう

毎日繰り返す日々
感覚が麻痺しても
傷だらけになろうとも
乗りこなす他ない
狂いそうになると歌を歌う
すると自分が痛みと共に変化していく
1980年からこの先もその繰り返しだ

※〈Hook〉
傷み覚え怒り留めて
Since I know pain, I can release my anger.
闇恐れず光求めて
Never scare darkness. Hope is what I want to find out
歩み止めず希望届けて
I take that hope to you, keep doing.
情熱燃える 魂が吼えてる×2
my soul is passionately screaming.
　
〈SIMON JAP〉
I’m out for presidents to represent me get money
自分を表す札束のために、儲けるぜ
なら痛い目見ても全然平気
Then I'm fine even if I get hurt

げんなりしても諦めず攻めてみる
I will try to attack without giving up even if I get tired

限界など決めないテメェでいる
I'm not setting limits

天才もバカも紙一重
Theres a fine line between genius and idiot

想いを歌詞に込め
put all of my energy to my lines,

派手にブッ放して弾き飛べ
blast, spit and fly

今は今だ後にも先にもねぇ
Time never goes back

後悔しないよう握るファミリーの手
Hold hands of my family to not have regret.

もうこれ以上他にない要求
No other request

あの悪ガキが親になり40
I was bad boy. Now I’m 40 years old and became a father.

時が経てば笑って言えたり
We can talk after time has passed

胸に深く刺さって消えない
It sticks deeply in my heart and does not disappear

空が代わりに涙流した日
The day the sky shed tears instead

決して忘れず一花咲かしたい
I never forget to make one flower bloom

かすり傷だろ死ぬ事以外
It ’s a scratch, except to die

タフに生きるこの時代
This era to live tough

※〈Hook〉
傷み覚え怒り留めて
Since I know pain, I can release my anger.
闇恐れず光求めて
Never scare darkness. Hope is what I want to find out
歩み止めず希望届けて
I take that hope to you, keep doing.
情熱燃える 魂が吼えてる×2
my soul is passionately screaming.

https://linkco.re/CmMdUtut

SIMON JAP - ART OF PAIN（REMIX）feat.SEEDA, Jesse McFaddin

Produced by SIMON JAP & GUCHI
Arranged & Mixed by Fourd Nkay
Designed by N.S.P

DIRECTOR：NABE
CAMERA：Lighter
LIGHT：Daiky
EDIT：NABE,VIDEOMAFIA

Styling
https://instagram.com/hiroki_matsui_
https://gola.jp.net/

SIMON JAP（サイモンジャップ）
https://www.instagram.com/simon_jap​

SEEDA（シーダ）
https://twitter.com/neetseeda

Jesse McFaddin（ジェシーマクファディン）
https://instagram.com/jesse_mcfaddin_original

SIMON JAP - ART OF PAIN Feat.GUCHI,Felipe,麻猿,Tomokuni,GRACE https://youtu.be/0Xub6-xef8A

SIMON JAP 3rd Album『ART OF PAIN』
https://linkco.re/nzmacvQA

#simonjap #seeda #jessemcfaddin

Fujii Kaze - "YASASHISA"


▶︎ Kaze talks about “YASASHISA”
https://youtu.be/0aNPiwTdISg

▶︎ "YASASHISA" Behind The Scenes
https://youtu.be/HE_C0Qx9hhc


Director：Kento Yamada
Director of Photography：Tomoyuki Kawakami
Camera Chief：Issei Muraoka (NEWTOWN)
Camera Assistant：Yutaka Adachi / Hideo Shuto / Kohei Shimazu
Steadicam：Yasutomo Kevin Yoshida
Steadicam Assistant：Daichi Hayashi
Lighting Director：Koshiro Ueno
Lighting Chief：Masaki Tsuchiya
Art Designer：Chihiro Matsumoto (R.mond)
Hair & Make-up：Tomomi Taniguchi
Stylist：Ikumi Koyama
Production Manager Yukari Itabashi (SEP)
Producer：Hazuki Hasegawa (SEP)

Cast：Midori Aoi (CENTRAL)



☆ 05.20(wed) release 1st ALBUM "HELP EVER HURT NEVER"(CD)
▶️ https://Fujii-Kaze.lnk.to/HEHN

1. Nan-Nan
2. Mo-Eh-Wa
3. YASASHISA
4. Cause It's Endless
5. Flavor Of Sin
6. Cho Si Noccha Te
7. Tokuni Nai
8. I'd Rather Die
9. Hey Mr.Wind
10. SAYONARA Baby
11. Kaerou


【First Edition】 ¥4,000(+tax) UMCK-7064/5
＜Bonus＞
・Special booklet
・HELP EVER HURT COVER ＜11 songs＞
1. Close To You
2. Shape Of You
3. Back Stabbers
4. Alfie
5. Be Alright
6. Beat It
7. Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood
8. My Eyes Adored You
9. Shake It Off
10. Stronger Than Me
11. Time After Time

【Normal Edition】 ¥3,000(+tax) UMCK-1659
【Digital】 ¥2,100(+tax)

iTunes Store: https://itunes.apple.com/jp/artist/%E8%97%A4%E4%BA%95-%E9%A2%A8/1486113150?app=itunes&at=10I3LI&ls=1
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/6bDWAcdtVR3WHz2xtiIPUi
YouTube Music: https://music.youtube.com/channel/UCxjfYUXFwmjUCGHMeBri5_w
Amazon Music: https://music.amazon.co.jp/artists/B0819FY3KC?ref=dm_sh_e043-549a-9e40-b221-a1efe
LINE MUSIC: https://music.line.me/artist/mi0000000011ec3db5

Official APP: http://c-rayon.com/fujiikaze/
Official site: http://fujiikaze.com/
Instagram: http://Instagram.com/fujiikaze
twitter: https://twitter.com/FujiiKaze



Kindness
Written by Fujii Kaze
Prod by Yaffle

Mixing Engineer Masahito Komori
Recording Engineer Yoshimasa Wakui
Recorded at Bunkamura Studio / studio MSR
Mixed at ABS RECORDING STUDIO
Mastering Engineer Tsubasa Yamazaki
Mastered at EELOW

1st Violin Rina Odera
2nd Violin Sayuri Yano
Viola Takahiro Enokido
Cello Yuki Mizuno
Acoustic Piano Fujii Kaze


What were you looking at now, I dreamt about you
I got killed by kindness, in the shade of his tree
What were you looking at now, I saw the shadow of you
I was shivering with kindness, in that arms

I am cold when I touch the warmth
I am small when I touch the kindness

Your heart is too big for this big world
There's nothing I can do but swim in it

Tiny, Empty, I have nothing at all
To be treated with kindness always makes me feel ashamed

Before I knew it, I lose it
That's why your gaze is deeply engraved in my heart

What were you looking at now, I was looking at your eyes
I got killed by kindness, in the shade of his tree
What were you looking at now, I saw the shadow of you
I was shivering with kindness, in that arms

Go back and find the affection we left behind
Bring back the emotion filled with warm feelings now
Frozen heart melting into love
Flowering season is coming back


What were you looking at now, I was looking at your eyes
I got killed by kindness, in the shade of his tree
That was good enough, Stronger than anything
Kindness was the best, was the only thing we needed...

WEZZY Instagram
http://www.com.instagram/4wezzy_

lyric：WEZZY

「You＆Me」

Always 飛び交う人混に紛れ
想えば(hurt)君のことをforget it

oh oh oh I wanna be with you
oh oh oh I really wanna...shhh

熱い眼差しからこぼれた
その目から離れずI can't wait
『Hey,What's wrong?』
あたしらしくないじゃないもう君の虜

Your love is so sweet
You're all that I need
Don't let the go please, it's you&me
This love is so deep
It's so controlling
Promise I won't leave このまま
Hey,talk to me　君のsecret
Come close to me

Your love is so sweet
It's gonna hold on me
Never let go

I got you baby I got you..

吸い込まれてく君の全てに
なぜかゾクゾクしちゃうの
Hey turn to me 後悔させないわ
あたしのとこにきて　Hold me tight

(ft. RIO)
良い感じ　Yes I am
そこらへんのBithchとは違うの
あたしが誰より１番に君を思ってるBut
待つのは I don't like
もっと正確にJust ride on time oh
君が描く想像There うめていくわ
I won't let you go

Hey,talk to me 本当の君はWhat you need?
Come close to me

Your love is so sweet
It's gonna hold on me
Never let go