Morning dew like snow
White and lonely
Horizon turns wet
I am standing up above
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If you want to stop by writing a poem
The side of Serayu river is a quite inspiring
Come here by afternoon through the long red bridge
Then you trace down the side of river
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This yesterday I still await
when you emerge from the most barren desert
then silently you embrace me by the side of oasis
Avoid me from the cold night winds
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