I'm sad
Walking alone orange fog
The screaming laughter of the travelers enlivened
But here I am
Quiet with a trick of laughter
At the end of a sad twilight
I'm wild looking cheerfully
Until the afternoon began to come
But unfortunately
He is black-lighted
My eyes are swollen
Berlinang kesenduan in it
Want me to cry
But without me knowing
water dripping
The wind makes my eyes water
And I hate it
Why am I like this ?
Why always this place?
I myself am not accompanied
O the creator of happiness
Give me the peace
In my mind now
Even without me
Messiness of heart
But please ...
Make this tear the antidote
Until no more the dark incarnate
Power in the soul