On a cold night
My open books of Lord
To get wisdom
But only splotches of blood I'd found
Kubuka again
I found only silence
Blend with weeping
Birds of my soul out of my body
Flapping wings to silent her
Fluttering explore the continent in favor of the continent
Visit the countries that defeated
Nations rich in rice paddies and fields
Green fruits and herbs
But its people are poor and starving
The Nations that surrounded Lake of
But its greatest sailing ships confusion
Birds fluttering back my soul
Flapping the wings keheningannya
Explore the Wilderness forests of life
Highlight the nyalang eyes staring integrity
Searching for a soul on a tree limb yourself mankind
Place forever, he passed away and wants to dwell
Menghikmati love and life
As a gift the most silent