To All Lady
Wake up, my pathetic dove,
by Instalasi Sastra
Light up thy life peacefully;
Perish all thy nasty thought above,
Let thyself feel the warmth blissfully.
But how shallow thou are,
Beauty-unbeauty, ugly-unugly, thou see;
Revealing the truth of thy heart so far,
An inner vice thou hide from me.
How can I love thee,
With all my heart and soul;
Everlasting disenchantment it will be,
Alter me into a mortified fool.