Come, dear, let's go explore the hills,
The snow has liquefied and Life has maintained from lelapnya
and now wandered down the mountains and valleys,
Let us follow the traces of Spring Flowers, which goes beyond
Fields away, and climbing the peaks of the hills
'Tuk inspiration from cedar fence heights,
On a bed of greenery cool canyons.
Dawn Spring Flower has issued clothes
from the folds of deposits, and menyangkutnya
the pic and citrus trees, and they look like a bride in a traditional ceremony Kedre hours ..
Tendrils of vine leaves hugging each other like lovers
Air times even frisky jumping dance ria,
On the sidelines of the rock, singing a cheerful song.
And the flowers bloom from the heart of nature,
Like foaming bersemburan, from the heart of the ocean
Come here, dear: let sipped the last of the tears
winter, glass lily petals,
And soothe the soul, with a drizzle of tones
Curahan symphony birds berkicauan
and wandering merrily in the wind engrossing
Let sit on a large rock, where violets
shelter in hiding, and imitate
Their sweetness in the exchange of love longing.
SUMMER
Let's go to the fields, my beloved, as
The harvest has arrived, and solar light
Had baked wheat straw-yellow.
Let us work on crops, as well as a spirit of fun fertilize the grain
From the seeds of love, which is embedded in the heart.
Let us fill sacks with an abundance of crops
like a life filled cavity of the heart,
With wealth untold,
Come, make flowers sheet we
Our blankets and blue sky
Rest your head on the pillow fragrant hay,
Let's take a break after working all day,
As he heard the whispered singing river splashing water.
AUTUMN
we went to pick grapes on the estate
And the flush of fresh fruit juice
And store it in an old vase
As life saving science
Centuries ago, in the building of immortality.
And now let's go home, because the wind has
Blow away the yellow leaves and rerun the flowers wither
Whispering chant death in Autumn
Let's go home, beloved immortal, because the birds
Has flown for migration journey toward warmth
Leaving the desert cold and lonely.
Mirtel flowers and jasmine have long
Drying the tears.
Let's go back, because tributary glazed
Have run out of songs, and water sources are agile
Has been silent, reluctant to say goodbye.
Medium hills of old have begun to fold
colorful clothes.
Come, my beloved; Nature has been exhausted,
He eagerly waved goodbye
With a faint chant and tranquility.
WINTER
Dekatlah hither, oh friends all my life,
Dekatlah to me, and do not let a touch of Winter,
Fissure between us. Sit beside the stove,
Because nyalaan fire is the only lives this season.
Talk to me about the richness of your heart,
Much larger than the elements of nature menggelodak
Outside the door.
Palanglah stained doors and hinges,
For the outer face pressing spirits
And the sight of the snow fields
Cause tears in my soul.
Pour the oil into light, do not let it fade,
Put near your face, so that I can read in tears
What was written on your face
About the life you were with ..
Autumn Give me wine, and let's have a drink together
Chanting songs memories of the passion Flower Season
Summer and warm service, and grace
harvest of Autumn.
Dekatlah me, oh lover of my soul; cools the fire in the furnace,
Sneak flame extinguished one by one, from the ashes
Embrace me, because I was afraid of loneliness.
The lights dimmed, and the wine beverage making glazed eyes shut.
Let us look at each other, before your eyes closed.
Find me with palpation, meet me in the arms
Then let the night fog embrace our souls become one
Kecuplah me, my beloved, for Winter,
Have claimed everything, except the lips said:
You are in the embrace, oh my love Abadi,
How deep and strong deep ocean,
And how quickly the dawn ...
(From 'Dam'ah Wa Ibtisamah' -Setitis Tears hint of a smile)