
converge in sincerity
intertwined in bonds of love
formed in a rhythm
but braid it vanished
shaken by the sense of turning
hatipun only able to turn
see that love is fading
love even more distant
I try to endure it here
although this is not considered to be
I had to wait for the liver was re-
I'm not trying
give the most beautiful heart
as long as I stand
you're a lover terindahku
though .......
The heart never thought I
though ......
The ink scraping in my heart
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