Your voice comes to my brain in sudden.
Alas, unexpectedly it appears…
And I can’t say a word.
The thunder also greets me tonight.
But I choose to admire the sound of rain.
I hear it singing the blues now.
Maybe that song wants to recall my numb.
Saat kedua tangan mulai berjabat…
Saat kedua bahu saling bersandar…
Ada sepakat tak terucap.
Ada harap ingin terwujud.
Credit belongs to the owner
Maybe I’m the only fiction here,
wandering around without any fear.
0r maybe I just don’t know what to fear,
cause your presence is always near.
Full credit for the owner (I just pick it from Internet)
Whoa, should mine also look like that? Err, it’s more messy and fuller, I guess.
Pict belongs to the owner, not me.