when it is the silent night
i conduct the hope as calm as the river which cuts across the hard rock,
steep hills, sheer cliffs, and twists of life, So up to the ocean landscape
when it is the cold night
I lean the hope to present love, love without ambiguity, not obsolescent on the time aging, not destroyed by the glittering treasure and throne.
That's the holy love on eternal glow
saat sunyi malam
kuhantar...
