THE FLOWER HILL
The first song you sang
With the melody from your guitar
Your slender fingers created a beautiful rhythm
That sticks in my mind
Sometimes you glanced and smiled at me
My heart was pounding
Looking for the truth the deep feelings for you
The flower hill,
It exists in my imagination
It always dances in my dreams
Now, it doesn’t grow flowers
I’m alone waiting for you
No one sings a song
No more strumming the guitar
The flowering hill is just a mirage
Gone with you
O my lover
I really miss you
Nani
Jakarta, 2021