The wind hovers
Bring time to fly on the canvas of history
Pointy bamboo and anger hiding
The roar of enthusiasm muffled
Young people who roared to calm down
the vow of promise that reverberated was now just silent
O young man
Stop it already
Leave gray over taste
Discard that criticism and hate
O my youth
Let's go back
Wake up and we fly
Accompany Garuda
Combing Sabang and smiling at Merauke
And unite!
Fight the creeping enemy.
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