Talking To The World Through Poetry - Since July 2006

Heart Outpouring Street Singer

| Feb 16, 2010

The heat of the sun
We never worried about
The cold rain
We never regret

Only willingness master hand
We expected
For the continued life in the future

Bus began to countryside
From chanting songs kroncong to modern children
We sing with spirit in the breast lump

If there are no strings, so any junk
To make our instruments

Not thousands of money by force
We expected ..
But we crave, even if
A handful of coins with a smile as long as the master

Deni Andriana