No more hoping
No More HopingI'm no longer believe
By whatever you gave
I'm staying here, dying
Waiting for my death
I'm no longer believe
By the use of the sun
Which used to can light my life,
The darkness of my heart.
Why is suffering there?
If the happiness can be touched
Why is the black there?
If the white is joyful
I will be going without revenge
To try accepting my defeatness
I will be going without revenge
And respecting your victory
You taught me happiness
You taught me suffering
You showed me happiness
You showed me suffering
There's no more hoping
Just waiting for the dark
Till at a certain time
There's no love I can get, touch, and feel...
Key:
This is a translation of Indonesian Song "Berhenti Berharap". I like its lyrics, that's why I translate it to English. May Eross 'Sheila on 7' doesn't mind about it.
posted by Yunita Ramadhana @ 4:52 AM
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Was just googling to see the definition of poetry according to Aristotle and happen to see your blog...dk
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