Hey friends, my mates.
Listen to the song I made.
There’s a day we hang out, and some guys without.
But the time flows easily that seem to be just complete.
And laughter written in the sand that we could read.
We take our time along the road, with no direction for sure.
But togetherness saves our mood, and curiosity which can’t be measured.
It is when we finally stay in one place to remember,
And a car calls for some helper.
Hey let’s see when we’re exactly on the beach and running around.
Near the boys who kick the ball on the ground.
Soon we get deeper and deeper my friends.
With the waves we take a picture for a trend.
Don’t forget when you push me from the back,
And I fall on the face, like a crack.
Or when she lose in playing card badly,
And has to be half buried sandy.
After all it’s time to have lunch or maybe to woo?
Then we begin to ask whether this is a beach or a zoo?
Friends, I never know this could be such this fun.
Truly, I can’t find knowledge here or job or such a serious stuff some guys like better.
But they show me that “Lomba Makan Kerupuk” could be with a cool style and tea!
Or two and two dance balloon is such an outdated thing,
Better do with all people in one line!
When I do count the clock that tells the time.
In the way home, along the road.
Till I’m taken to the airport.
-p.puteri
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