Basil leaves
Meet at the right time
Hunting in an empty gaze
Spinning along the roar of the gentle night
The rhythm of being sprayed with tuberose flowers is full of flying fragrance
A smile on the edge of a melancholy grain full of bermuda hope
The night has changed the flood of roots that devastated fate
Sway with the dance behind the mesmerizing music rhythm
The vibration in the glow of a dream tells the story behind the jaipong and dance..
Fortune comes behind the blessings that approach without coercion
Walking in the expanse of forest that roams happily
Exploring life behind livelihood without thinking
The path of fortune comes when you don't think about it
Luck will come at the right time