Hello stemians
Morning has arrived, sunshine
Gushing from behind the mountain,
Illuminates the earth, which was overwhelmed
The night, now run.
Nature revelers, smiles,
Beamed, hugged the king afternoon.
The sorrows have been changed cheerfully,
For Sinar Bersagia comes kissing.
Come, O Soul, who lament always
In your house, come with me.
What is it to cry for the past?
Come, have fun, play together
With nature, with rays together,
Under the patchouli-like sky.
Hopefully this poem can give inspiration.