Obstacles and curves here and there,
Like a model’s beautiful wavy hair.
People choose their paths during war,
But they haven’t experienced what life is before.
Come and take my precious diamonds
Because I’d truly show you what destiny is.
They connect precious people with special bonds
Just like my soul is also his.
Why must we all destroy each other?
If only a man just say “I love you” to her
Instead of raping and killing an innocent soul…
The regrets only return as vengeful ghosts.
So many people become worn out like old boots
Because they become too impatient to stay.
When the endless paths of destiny shoots,
Then the end will always be seen at the bay.