MY HEART
By Ida Ryani

Oh my love
Her shortness night stabbing miss me ..
Thousands of wishful me know ..
Her a rose thorn unconscious i ..
My dream remains on mu ..

I sail looking for the edge ..
Nevertheless never met liver ..
Gray night to present the illusion ..
Even the moon is invisible anymore ..

Oh you ..
I was too naive to admit ..
Only you love ..
Although the wave went ..
You remain the owner's heart ...