Feb. 14, 2009
I was singing in our home when my daughter notice the word on screen was different from what I'm singing. And she asked me, "Mommy, Why
you sang
You instead of
She?" Actually the title of the song I sang was
She. So I answered my daughter.... " Oh, I change the word She because I'm a woman and I dedicate this song to my Honey Baeb BYJ". Then she just nod her head and suddenly she said..." Ok mommy, sing it again" I asked her why? She just said just sing it again.
So I sang again,'coz i enjoyed singing though my voice is not acceptable. Then I notice she took her mobile phone and took me video while I'm singing. After singing, she said 'Ok mommy, upload this video to your blog" I said" Oh it's embarrassing, I don't have a good voice and I'm not a singer."
"Mommy it's just for fun, they know your not really a singer so they won't expect you to be good.What is important is the message of the song." .... Oh my child really understand my feelings. ( The first video was inverted so we have the take 2)
So now I upload it here and I hope BYJ can watch this one. I'm serenading him, ha ha ha.
To BYJ ...
Although your too far away from me and
I heard your in Australia now....
You're being thought about with
lots of love everyday.... Happy Valentines Day
YOU(Original title -- SHE by Elvis Costello)You may be the face I can't forgetThe trace of pleasure or regretMay be my treasure or the price I have to payYou may be the song that summer singsMay be the chill that autumn bringsMay be a hundred different thingsWithin the measure of a dayYou may be the beauty or the beastMay be the famine or the feastMay turn each day into a heaven or a hellYou may be the mirror of my dreamsThe smile reflected in a streamYou may not be what you may seemInside your shellYou who always seems so happy in a crowdWhose eyes can be so private and so proudNo one's allowed to see them when they cryYou may be the love that cannot hope to lastBeckons indeed from shadows of the pastThat I'll remember 'til the day I dieYou may be the reason I surviveThe why and wherefore I'm aliveThe one I'll care for through the rough and rainy yearsMe, I'll take your laughter and you tearsAnd make them all my souvenirsFor when you go I've got to beThe meaning of my life is youYou... Oooh you.......