Kutundukkan hati tuk bertelut
merasuk dalam angin yang membias tubuh
kurentang sepandang rasa dalam hidup berkabut
mendesak sekujur sesal
lewat tetes-tetes berpeluh
dan doa-doa mati di mulut berjejal
Yogyakarta, oktober 2006
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it's already late, my love the dusk is left behind you find no more songs of birds so soft let's set courses in the hallows of mi...
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the morning comes and caresses your face and I hold your name along my days I swear to the sun of the love I slipped in your dream I di...
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now heaven has the rain to share the aroma of anxiety fills the air soon words of hell pour this land as the arena of wordy fists on hand...
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