longing

This feeling is like a coin of Rp. 100
The ones on the tube every day
In a piggy bank,

From spring to fall
I'm standing here,
Faithfully waiting for you

Day to night
In every second that passes
My heart is always praying for you,

Every letter you send
I save and qu the frame
With a smile in the heart

I'll blow it and I tell you this longing
When you come back,