Panas terik mentari suluh,
Aku palingkan wajah tatap padamu,
Sendu sayu angin berlagu,
Aku hela nafas namamu,
Gugur lerai air hujan,
Hati lunyai direjam kasih,
Seluas langit tinggi terbentang,
Selama zaman aku merindu.
Andai malam kau katakan gelap,
Maka mimpi aku gelita.
Andai hujan kau sifatkan suram,
Maka anganku ini habis kelam.
Jika esok sebutmu menarik,
Tirai esokku telah habis carik.
Andai diam kau sangka malu,
Aku sebenarnya dilapah rindu...
The End is Coming
The end is coming
The journey is ending
A very long journey
Is now showing it real self
I feel like in a tunnel
There’re so many at first
Then I chose one to go through
Not knowing what could be inside
While in there
Countless things happened
At times, I feel lost
And it feels like never-ending
Then little by little
The light begins to draw in closer
Feel happy at first
But surprisingly, the joy comes
With tears parading in my eyes
The journey finally shows it real-self
Every meeting and memory is precious
Because in the end I have to move on
Because in the end
We have to go our own way
The end is coming
The journey is ending
From a distance
I can now see the tunnel’s end
The journey has come to an end
Bla...Bla...Bla...
Bla...bla...bla...
They come again
Touching a stone
Then hopping to another
Bla...bla...bla...
I wonder about them
Neither they attract
Nor were they a threat
But I kept looking
And listening obediently
Bla...bla...bla...
They're still coming
Hopping here and there
Finding a place to stop
The Circus, The Clown & The Audience
Dismantled
Is the word for it
Watch carefully
Observe what is around you
Then you'll know
What is being dismantled
Corrupted
None better than that
To describe those up front
Coming out with policies
None profitable, less beneficial
All are corrupted
Dream
What else can we do
Being here far below
In the deepest mud
Blinded by empty promises
Continue to hope and dream
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