Written by Nurel Javissyarqi
Translated by Agus B. Harianto
Say the greeting of motherland
recites rain of the ancient,
voice to hear for the human
sings the song of twilight of the heart.
Expression of the night meant indeed
torches lighted up the road
:
naked to the altar of conscience.
Lead the jingle of souls
since intoxication of the old century.
Sparkling in the cities of valley
pier showered by the light of full moon
as much as the joking of stars in the space.
The sun spreads flower pistils
the whole sea hear the mighty fish.
Don’t be complacent
for wind shall not rip the sail
:
sheets of time reach the secret,
such as meaningful combines the sense.