Ketika malam datang
Memanja endapan senja
Melunturkan,
poros elok surya

Siluet bayang orkes
Memanja lelehan bulan
Bertaburan,
kerlip gemilang bintang

Ketika malam datang
secepat pahatan dijadikan
Berserakan,
kelopak-kelopak terlupakan

Torehan batik tergelitik
Isak tangis meringis
Sendirian,
bunga-bunga tengah malam

I know how it feels, not to be in any sides
to be a loner outside but lonely inside
And how it feels, not to pick any sides
but longing for someone beside

If there is God, forgive my innocence
to consider prominence but no providence
to die unnoticed, leaving no evidence
to cry alone in complete silence

I want to be accepted,
not just to be needed
I don't ( Read more... )