Bagaimana aku bisa melupakan,
jika kamu adalah impian yang ku semogakan.

Do not find for gasoline,
if you can not find the water.

Let the wind blows
and you will see.
Where the wind will blow.

I hate to call you fairy,
either to call you demon.
Love is just a story
but it can not be forgotten

I love you and I hate you.
The way you understand me.
I hope my dream come true,
the day I say 'marry me'

This is just a poetry,
that I write on my diary.
I feel so happy,
although you are just a fantasy.

Black gold and copper,
Cendrawasih and koteka
Had lost somewhere,
or deprived by someone ?

Please, return everything from this land.
Return the sound of jungle
nor the sound of gurgling river.
Please hear our voices, in the thick of forest.
Please hear our voices, that's been long time hidden.

Cendrawasih cried,
Our tradition gone.
Rivers polluted
Our jungle moan

Papua is crying

He is a myth that I have to believe in
A song that no one sing
A 'Merak' for every children
A morning star for every human

He is a miracle
He is heavenly bird
Dreamed of clouds
But had forgotten how to fly

Let me be your wings
To help ease your pain
That help you flyover when the storm comes

Dad...
You may be thousand of miles away from me
But you are still the first thing in my mind