Cold…
Night
this is my own
Blanket
from my clothes perished because of the dark
And
night dog lollolangan accompanied me shivering until morning
I
lonely man, blind ...
That
is in the middle of a flower garden
Only
can smell
And
not dare to kupetik them
Flowers
it's beside ... my left right
Right
between my legs and my fingers
Peace
which I have never felt
I go,
one tick
Then
her prick stabbed my point
Rose
that .., the pain .., one tick
I inhaled
until so close
To
not aware of my blood for her
Kucium,
damai .., for me
I put it
he was for a moment
Slumped
looking for my smile
Ah..,
I stupidly ignored the rose
Looking for ..,
until the fragile stumble
Sitting
and stood waiting for time
Then
cool morning coming
Only
bring coolness
While
I sighed for peace
Glimmer
light came to wash my eyes
And
I saw the beauty of the new world
I
dancing excitement, jumping, and hugging all the trees ..dahan and
the branch
Rose
that..!
I looked
he was among the flower
I found,
but nothing like that time
Warm
and the peace .., nothing
Then
I look like that
Peace,
beauty, and love it
In
between all the flowers in front of my eyes
I see
the man picked it and left .., two .., three .., move again
How
easy they find
Peace
and the coolness that flowers give
There is
who picked one .., two .., three ..
Thorns
did not make a deterrent
Some
picking one .., throwing and picking again
So
the flowers are easy to fall
I see
my robe has been taken by another man
But
he left not far from me
I walked,
move away, search ..
Search
the peace that once roses give
jasmin ..,
angsana .., tulip ..
I looked
peace for me
Flavors
love it .., i'm looking ...