What is being fought for, is now destroyed
What has been won, is now dismissed
My beloved country decay in the breath of the time
The bars became my famed identity
The fragrance of the fragrance of peace, uprooted by a hostile hostile
Moral ethics cling to the nadir
Waiting to fall ...
My country is unfortunate, my land bitch
Drowned in deep mental depravity
What I love, now fluttering
All the faint ...
Visible progress,
It only boils down to the ranks of illegal rupiah gobble
The rest,
Slipping resigned to the stroke of destiny Hyang Jagat
Even the halos of the sun only reflect a tinge of sorrow
Inevitable,
Tears hung on the cheeks of the moon
Cry for nature that grumbles unfriendly
My country is filled with unexceptable ulcers
A bulging belly becomes a sign of pain, not prosperity
Sad…
Pity…
I watched the wretched twilight
Does anyone still care?
Where does the character go?
Even a thundering hero was reluctant to intervene ...
Do something!!!
If you can not afford to be a solid rock coral
Be gravel that does not budge run over the times
If you can not afford to be a united audience
Be a swarm of worker bees who vigorously defend the queen
Kayuh whole wheel of love the conscience
Then spread it to every corner of Mother Earth
Give the best…
For the sake of Indonesia advanced ...
