The pitted trumpet soar. Two ding in C minor and the letter open. It begins with memories ransacked. Then It cascades and forms two world apart. The rusty knife left on the table while two men gaze in the each other eyes.
The silence is broken with definite question about the double lust.
I heard it clearly that if I want…
berawal dari perjalanan yang terasa
tiada ujung pangkal
dan matahari yang akan tengelam di dataran
penuh dengan stepa dan aroma
akhir musim semi
wajah mu tampak di langit
dan kulihat warna surgawi
terkesiap bulu kuduk
aku menyebut asma
jauh ke dalam kalbu
menerpa sudut yang…
I fulfil my duty in the great battle as a soldier
I had a wounded heart but I must reach the border
My body is covered with blood and debris
I feel so thirsty and the pain is anguished
I gave myself to the victory of this battle
But I don’t want it back