Neria Chairunnisa (me)
Dwi Muthi (Ambon)
Eka Malasari (bibir)
Herlin Setiawati (keling)
My true friend,
they lost from memory
On the day we share.
With a million boxes of dreams,
I come up to you,
I show all my possessions
We always argued,
we are the greatest
Pride in the beautiful youth
I was the king of kings you
I'm black and you were black
Meaning more than just friends matter
Hold the shoulder do not ever let go
When I began to weary, tired and do not shine
Squeeze my wings do not ever let go
If I want to fly, flew out of your
I was always proud of you
You were always flatter me
me and you immortal blood
For the sake of playing together, we emphasized everything
Our independence, we are free
We never think about
End of this trip
Never mind we think
End of this trip
and we need not think about the end of this trip
they lost from memory
On the day we share.
With a million boxes of dreams,
I come up to you,
I show all my possessions
We always argued,
we are the greatest
Pride in the beautiful youth
I was the king of kings you
I'm black and you were black
Meaning more than just friends matter
Hold the shoulder do not ever let go
When I began to weary, tired and do not shine
Squeeze my wings do not ever let go
If I want to fly, flew out of your
I was always proud of you
You were always flatter me
me and you immortal blood
For the sake of playing together, we emphasized everything
Our independence, we are free
We never think about
End of this trip
Never mind we think
End of this trip
and we need not think about the end of this trip
we are always together even now the course is respectively
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