I wake on the eve of another hari break.
feeling nothing but emptiness of my heart.
I look to my side to see where my Cinta should rest
knowing her unfaithful head rests on another mans chest.

The loneliness closes in
crushing my soul like walls caving in all around me.
While at nights she sleeps with comfort of anothers arms,
i sit up and weep holding on to my bantal and pretending its her.

She tells me he is a friend and nothing more
then she kisses my cheek and tells me she loves me.
when we both know that she is just waiting to dump me.

and yet is sit here and wait faithful and true,
only because i still Cinta you...