When the road. I do not know what the fate of time?
Agile young men who are elders loudly,
hawk-eyed
His dream of independence its stars
certainty
there by my side for keeping the die area is
I like those who dare to live
I like to find those who entered the night
Berwangi night dream, terlucut dust ... ...
When the road. I do not know what the fate of time!
