Will you love me just like a river,
Coz it flow through the shadow through the day.
Please don't love me like a flower,
Coz it will stop breathe and die one day.
You are my sugar and my apple,
A little bit of flour and sweet and sour.
Together we jump at all barrier,
That comes with doa and our prayer.
And we finally happily tie the knot,
Don't be afraid coz I am not.
It will be full with colors not a single black,
I will never put you behind my back.