Ripple is still like before
Stick out your tongue once in a while
say hello to feet
It's also breezy like before
Only a little cold
increase.
Chirping across there
The rhythm is no longer the same
Mentari Mentari
dusk
The atmosphere is also different
Everyone must walk
Heading towards tomorrow and the future
The one left behind
That we feel
The eternal
Empty in the heart
The Big Dipper has sunk
In swallow of the ferocious waves
The smell of dusk disappears
When you were last
residing here
Old bench
