Friends in Lonely

Muhammad Saroji - File Pribadi

Pekalongan, one day,

when I shake your hand tightly,

I hope it's the last handshake from me,

no words,

only a smile that hurts,

very hurt.

My eyes and your eyes clash,

then I turned away, even though those beautiful memories still loomed.

I am nothing,

and never means anything in your holy and noble life.

Look at me as a sinful soul,

bury me from your memory, deep.

You were my friend in joy and sorrow,

now you're my friend in loneliness.

Kapurinjing Paramita Pura