Far from the green ocean, a tree is crying
The ground is not fertile
The air is not fresh anymore
The tree is lonely
All but the water
Wave the green of the tree
the mud is lying over there
A blue and so peaceful
It still, yes, it still
Never of one knows why
None of ever knows how
A Crying tree
It is only a tree
It weeps only to another tree
Without going to forever a mind
of a beautiful paradise one earth
(Pasar Minggu, Jakarta Selatan)