Authority Of Night
By Nofia Ulfa
To the dark of cloudy
How's life?
Hope the cloud still beside you
But, doesn't she drops the rain again?
Please tells to her, I miss the rain so much
I know You have dropped the sweet rain yesterday
But why I miss it again?
It's not an order the rain to represent my feeling
I just miss it
I miss something I can;t touch
I miss something real but separated by times
I've close my eyes
Look up this hands while ask "the night" to interpret my heart
Without one or two witnesses
Pit to Allah, My Night's Authority
