A wind fall to me.
Lie to my head and straight to my hear.
Night with a dark.
Wind with a deep a cool
I don’t know how long this feel
A star stole my hope
I will took it back and find my land
Again…
Always night come to me at that time
Alone to trip my way
How can she will come?
penulis: A. Ahmad Iswar Ibrahim
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