LOVE IN BEHIND.

when dusk come i'm looking ,,,

paint your face with orange bias bias ,,

inked sense of soul satisfying ,,

make the sky as kamfasnya ,,

wind blowing with greedy raga ,,

grass wobbling motion moves full of wonder ,,

birds birds chirping in his cries ,,

but unfortunately I do not understand sign language ,,

I just looked and kept looking ,,

the look on your face that I paint beautifully at the twilight there ,,

that makes me always remember you ,,

as if time can not erase you in my mind ,,

but unfortunately really love you do not know this happened ,,

beautiful feelings haunt the soul within ,,

the old pent-up shackle feeling unbreakable ,,

make me dragged away with hidden currents ,,

disa'at heart began to dare to bring this sense ,,

fear comes to pervade the soul ,,

make this sense buried present restless ,,

who is imprisoned in the vortex of sukma ,,