tihiyur
oh my natural picturesque
do not you angry
they are just people who are greedy with treasury
that could not feel our misery
oh my green forest
wake up back from your long sleep
stretch back your shady roof
smell back the bright morning sun
give back your flowers and fruit which are chap
elimite the smoke that inhabit air
hopefully my nature remains conserved
nature that we will always be await
it was places for resting my mind
but now gusts of wind that shook the trees
replaced by the smoke tightness