| Pulang
ke kotamu, ada setangkup haru dalam rindu Masih seperti dulu, tiap sudut menyapaku bersahabat penuh selaksa makna Terhanyut aku akan nostalgi saat kita sering luangkan waktu Nikmati bersama suasana Jogja |
Returning to your city, there is an emptiness touched with longing Still as it was before, every corner greets me as a friend, full with 10,000 meanings I’m swept away with nostalgia, all the moments we often passed the time enjoying together the atmosphere of Jogya |
| Di
persimpangan, langkahku terhenti Ramai kaki lima menjajakan sajian khas berselera, orang duduk bersila Musisi jalanan mulai beraksi seiring laraku kehilanganmu Merintih sendiri, di tengah deru kotamu |
At the crossroads, my steps stop Lots of (noisy) sidewalk sellers offer their special appetizing dishes, people sit cross-legged Street musicians start to do their show, accompanying my sorrow at losing you moaning by myself, in the midst of the noise of your city |
| (Walau
kini kau t’lah tiada tak kembali) Oh… (Namun kotamu hadirkan senyummu abadi) (Izinkanlah aku untuk s’lalu pulang lagi) (Bila hati mulai sepi tanpa terobati) Oh… Tak terobati |
(Although now you are not here, won’t return) Oh… (Nonetheless your city presents your smile for eternity) (Permit me to always return again) (When my heart begins to be lonely and cannot be healed) Oh… not healed |
Musisi jalanan mulai beraksi, oh…
|
The street musicians start up, oh… Moaning alone, in the midst of the noise, hey… |
|
Walau kini kau t’lah
tiada tak kembali Namun kotamu hadirkan senyummu abadi Izinkanlah aku untuk s’lalu pulang lagi (untuk s’lalu pulang lagi) Bila hati mulai sepi tanpa terobati, oh… |
Although now you’re not here, not coming back But your city presents your smile forever Permit me to always come back again (to always come back again) When the heart begins to be lonely and cannot be healed, oh... |