Kata-kata cerdas

If I had ink as long as dusk, maybe there was orange rain, then I said your name in the roar

I deliberately created a door frame from my arms, you don't need to knock, when you hear your steps this door will open and hug you.

The drizzle that knocked on the glass, let it throw the grain in your room, fell in my place in a place that didn't reach my tears.

Can I stop talking about you? my body language never runs out of ways, drawing your shadow.

In the thick fog I draw a score line, you will probably hear a song, maybe you will hear my heart pounding.

How can I deny the beauty of the morning, the dew dangling in your hair, the flowers sheltering beneath it, waiting for the soft splash of your gaze.

I once felt that knowing you was fun. Now even so. Tomorrow, and the following days will also remain so ...

I am home, not a place where you have to go back, but a place that makes you feel like going home.