Every time I stand at the crossroad
I look up to the dark cloud, and look down to the fractured land
Often I walk in despair
because the air is so suffocating and the cold is so freezing
But when I shoot the arrow of love to the sky
thousands of your lillahita’ala pours down
stab in my vein, and all my doubts end

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Ruqyah, Di Persimpangan

Setiap detik aku di persimpangan,
aku tengadah ke langit hitam, tunduk ke dataran gersang
sering aku gamang berjalan
karena udara terlalu menyesakkan dan dingin meresap
namun kemudian saat kutembakkan anak panah cinta ke udara
ribuan lillahita’alaMU berderai jatuh
menghujam ke urat nadi,keraguanpun lalu luruh