The painting is perfect Healthy beauty

Under the yellow of a natural painting
wind longing to greet my body
get carried away to remember you
collecting your smile in my memory

what are you doing there I do not know
behind this veil settles my race
hope you are still as old as ever
shade me in my wet rain

This hijab is always a tamengku
My heart is as strong as your trust
calm you there dear ,,
will never think this is floating

under the twilight I'm waiting for you
hope there is a smile from there
though sometimes tired of my eyes
but the heart will always be faithful