Silent, pensive, and Silent
Looking kelamnya night
Looking sprinkling of stars in the sky
See shadows on my face
Pensive 'I walked in this life
There are only a reflection that looms in my mind
O world, is this really
It's beautiful in the sunlight
But the real ntahlah
As if life itself stepped bitter
Maybe 'I do not own
I wish you were here with me
Share the same taste
Although it would never be the same
But only bayangmu that always accompany
Decorate night loneliness
'I really want to be with you
Does not always have the best
From this self
But 'I will never turn away from you
Soul, taste, and kisana
Can 'I continued to drift
With no one to accompany me
Ntahlah ...
Just thought that sculpting implied
This poetic piece of track in my mind
To me one, or for yourself
I do not know
As illustrated silence me
Only to you I die and pleading
About all that happened in my life
Actually I was just a game of chess in chess
Which thou hast created ..
But all will be 'I live
As these are increasingly graying hair
Wait and walked alone
As the falling garland chrysanthemum
This red-eye back tears
O soul of what is' me grin and bear
Holding all alone!
If there is you who accompanied me
But is it possible?
Just an honest answer ... silence.
