(oleh Titin Sw, Indonesia)Charisma and charm,
Move the fingers flute silent.
I blew days notes,
Minute time grabbing his fingers,
But their heart is stiff.
Behind the leaves of time,
Bright and friendly,
Guitar strings vibrate fragile.
I was cited by the wind around him,
Cloudy and the rain caught him down,
But he just smiled.
Everything is futile and meaningless.
They are not that perfection.
Why I'm chasing him.
Slowly looks rulers charisma, and
behold ruler charm.
Move the fingers flute heart,
Guitar strings vibrate the soul,
Open up and hugged me,
Bright and friendly to them.
Perfection ..
Master spirit and matter in my body,
Observing love and melancholy in my lips,
I also continue to pursue perfection,
Indefinitely until death.
