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#707 On The Day of Your Funeral

I often think of the day
When they will tell me
That you have met your last

And I will pretend to be unsure
Whether to attend your funeral 
(Of course I will)

And at your open grave
I will resist the temptation
To hurl one final curse
For all that you did not do 

Instead, I will pretend to pray
For your soul that will burn in Hell.
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#705 On The Days Left For Me On This Earth

How many days do I have left?
   I thought to myself 
How many days left
   To walk this earth
   To kiss the morning sun
   To bask in coffee and music
   To feel the girth of trees
   To run through grassy fields
   To feel the breeze rustling through leaves?

How many more days left?
I do not know.
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#702 Tentang Jalan Yang Kita Pilih

Dalam kekebilan malam
Hati dirasuk rasa suram
Mengenangkan simpang jalan yang bakal kita tempuhi
Perpisahan, walaupun seketika: bagiku terlalu ngeri
Untuk difikirkan...

Lalu semuanya ku pendam

Ah, sayang!
Melangitnya cintaku pada adinda
Membuatkan aku pasrah pada pancaroba
Impianmu melontar jauh ke Alemania
Aku pula mengejar cita membina Negara

Kita saling mencintai: hebat dan terpaling
Namun harus juga menobatkan mimpi masing-masing

Maka kita memilih jalan ini
Biar terlalu asing bagi mata yang iri:
Persetankan mereka! 

Kita menutur jalan yang kurang lurus
Demi cinta kita yang ikhlas dan tulus.