The Conversion Means Nothing
Failures
The night passed so fast
Everything I dreamed
Disappeared when I woke up
It makes me fall and fall
Even if the world has changed
I stay the same
Still dreaming of the same thing
A dream that I lost when I woke up
The rain fell down hard
Moisten the sorrowful layers of the heart
Put out the flames of anger in the soul
Scrape the wound of excruciating failure
Immediately the wind blew
Raise your hands straight
Prostrate for a moment with determination
To shed the whole body
The wind was fast rising
take a step in the day
Leaf leaves bowed respectfully
While glorifying welcoming desire
Pulling drags throw of determination
Knowing the soul is not beautiful
I really did think wrong
I really did not think
Not marble not forging gold
What I saw was clapping one hand
I want to be in love with them
Nosedived the soul of youth
The line on the face clarifies the direction
Dusk marker age
Dry barren unkempt
The journey of man is full of twists and turns
Always different without any space and time limits
Failure can sometimes hurt your heart
There is no guide for a heart that is pure
Failure is not the end of a journey
Just a test in life
Longing will always be happy
For those who think life is a test
Sanubari constantly dhikr non-stop
When the end of the goal does not belong
Only sincerity helps the soul to suffer
Leave everything to the ruler
Look to the future through prayer
Nothing is in vain in every way of sacrifice
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Selfish and selfish
Made my instincts almost eroded away
It's not why I fell
Don't wake me up
I can still wake up by myself
Tears dripping enough do not wipe
Because I still have fingers
The soul owner
White paper now brushed written thousands of difficult
Now it is destroyed by the greed of a failure
Never complaining does not mean not tired
Never crying does not mean always happy
Never being sick does not mean being strong
Never getting hurt does not mean never falling
The beauty of the twilight seemed to disappear
Only gray is coming
It's like turning everything black
When the eyes wait for him to come
Disappointed as I may feel
When leaving without a reason
The heart is now silent
The mind keeps going
Make a question
Anger is created by demanding time
The bond of mind and logic never escape but fight each other
Tears invigorate the wait
What I'm thinking now I can't explain
Reluctant to slip between the focus of dreams
Throw buried with hope
Above ground under the sky
Memory as if forced to recall
The dark events are very clearly illustrated
I was wrong to leave him
The dawn is present whispers a taste in the heart
The heart begins to know
A feeling that wants to blend
Between asa and taboo
The expanse of the heart collided with the flakes of pilu
This is the taste of it
I remain steadfast in heeding the straying of the heart
Collecting broken liver fragments
Regret putting in inappropriate expectations
Spattered filled the empty heart space within the soul
Hope is just a fantasy
Dreams are just a sleeping flower
Sweet sugar honey grooved delicate liver
Delight every breath
Cold nights are not invited
Night hangs above the head
Legs stepped with a lonely accompaniment
The pain that spreads makes it wobbly
Hard destiny decides
This feeling will still turn on the master
Fill the feelings that have long died
With an uncertain hope
Increasing age
Increasing hope
Just think I can still live now
The lyrics of the song are not melodic
A poem does not mean
A brief, heartless story
As sincere as unrequited feeling
A hearty grudge is only armed with hope
Love is created by the word
Until one feels helpless
I stared at the sky with tears ready to plunge down both cheeks
Enjoy every pounding of pain at the sight of how happy it is at dear
This pikr is not a mistake
If it is wrong, it is just a coincidence
I believe despite being tired
Hoping for a false hope and trust
High ego makes thinking powerful
I'm a full-fledged n*su full of passion and ambition
Falling without a dark crutch is snatched to death
Spilled over with tears prostrating on the prayer mat
Falling in hope of a servant
Mercy when both hands are raised
I slowly assembled the word until it became an alphabet
Jemari cheerfully leads the word mempeduk asa memalun dream
In the midst of the pain that gripped me
In the midst of suffering that restrains my body
In endless silence
There are many wounds I have
Trying to cross the line
It will be fragile for the harshness of the world
This illusion delusions me
The rainbow did not come
Being sincere is like a joke
The wind of night hit me
It is like a firefly exhibiting itself during the day
” All but surely “
