In the corner of the room, longing disappears with words, like a puddle of water scorched by the sun, turning it into a cloud of rain which then falls on the ground of arrogance. It grows back the flowers of lies, and finally withers to the gentle touch of the cool night breeze. Until finally there was nothing left and made it quiet at the end of the year.
The story that ended before it started gives an impression that never unravels like a cloudy cloud laced with lightning that doesn't quickly rain down and wet the earth.
The blue color paints the walls of the sky
White clouds running in the sun
The bayu brought a message from him
The woman in the dress misses the city there.
White clouds overshadow this story
Giving shade to persada love
Among the songs of love songs
Weeping between the tears.
White clouds decorate the sky
Play with sunlight
Enjoy the blue sky
Beautify the feeling when looking at it..
White clouds began to dance in the sun
When you look at it, you still have hope
Want to meet you Puspita heart
In the longing well where I wait.
White clouds run across the twilight sky
Towards the courtyard of orange nirvana
On the cover I miss writing the words
About the story of a taste.
