Nature is so beautiful

May is now in the future
Evening decorate the sky
In an orange dress
Spread strands of fuselage

In a solar cry
Which is created into a pearl rinai
At dusk the western horizon lit up

A smile ran through the sidelines
Paras juwita in obstacles
Beautiful but looks grieving

In the dusk world that is increasingly observing
In the rest of the teenage years
Bringing a longing on the young horizon