Cinta is the closest thing we have to magic
But It can be hurtful and painful too
it lies in those whos hearts are cold
it glows in those who are true.

anda can find it in the least expected places,
It can kill to let Cinta go
It can comfort those who are in need of help
It can fight and take over woe

Cinta is something that never dies,
It stays in the hearts of the gone,
Cinta is a candle that never goes out,
No one knows where its from

Cinta is the glue that holds us together,
It is the thing that makes us smile
Without knowing, we rely on love
lebih then anyone would know

It can kill those who turn against it,
It can take over those who don’t
It can bring tears and laughter and cries of pain
But die is what it wont

People hurt for those that leave
Cinta finds the one who another needs
They need the ones they can’t live without
It can cause hearts to bleed


Sometimes Cinta burns
To an extent that we can’t bear
Cinta is an emotion,
something we can to share

Maybe anda don’t Cinta the one who loves you,
But even if your hati, tengah-tengah is full of hate
Cinta comes first before anything
It burns on after fate

Cinta can bring back life to those
Who have Lost meaning and hope
So I belive Cinta is good,
It warms the ones grey and cold who havn’t the strength to cope

Cinta is goodbye, but also a welcome
A bird that flies there, free
Cinta is something anda can’t buy,
Whatever the price may be.

To watch a face twist up in pain,
Cinta is how anda sooth
Cinta is calm but also wild,
Muzik that makes anda move

Peaceful is what Cinta is,
a flutter in the air
Cinta is sometimes peaceful
Cinta isn’t fair

A palm on an island,
a petal on a rose
Cinta never stops growing
we don’t know how big Cinta grows.


Cinta is the closest thing we have to magic
But It can be hurtful and painful too
it lies in those whos hearts are cold
it glows in those who are true.