My heart is so passionate
I heard every one of those holy tausiyah
The concourse blushed my heart
The rhythmic flow flushed my ears...
My soul is hungry
Every trickle of movement is stomped
Jolted my sense of silence
Quivering my silence...
My gel, do not drown
My love for this struggle
Just because you did not meet the teacher
Who always knock on the door of your heart...
Embed in your memory,
An optimistic view of hope
Like looking at the beautiful blue sky
Full of light, heart warming...
In order to welcome the struggle,
Together with the kalam and the tattoo
Prove your caring, brave symbol
In order to light the light of this garden..
Be fragrant flowers in this park
The scattered fragrance, natural charm
Get up and move with certainty
Civilization in this country must be upright..
