If my mind was a candle
The brighter the flame, the smaller i'll be
If it were my pride
The smoke wont be there
For pupils to see

If my heart was a candle
I'll know which flame is which
If it were my eyes
My tears will be the flame that teach

If my legs were candles
I wont follow the wind
If it were my arms
The lights will o'erflow till the very brim

If my life was a candle
It'll burn in God's way
If it was my death
I'll go out burning
And not being blown away

I am a cracked vase
But that's alright
Now my heart can view the world
From its own place
And not from the mouth
Anymore
Now let the ocean fill me
I'll give the ocean back
I am a cracked vase

Like stars
Packing the ebbed moon
                    I packed nothing--

The soul insists
"Don't be a fool, take something"
                    My mother tongue

Melt all the trumpets the trombones                                                                              
The bones of drums fed to the dogs                                                                                  
slit the cowhide’s belly cleave
the guitar open
see if you can find history
the muse of children running
their pulses are singing ‘Negaraku’

And my boat, afloat
Between two worlds alike

the sky is the sea
and the sea, the sky

the stars glide like pirate ships
the turtles abide the celestial law

We wish upon jellyfishes

and the pulsars sent an electric tide
pulsating like waves to ears

Lighthouses are spheres

And the muse of whales—
Ethereal quietude of space