The afternoon was lost in the night's darkness

Isabella is a love story of two worlds
Why we meet but finally separated

I imagined the wave when I was burning warm
The world is filled with the color of the flowers of love
We are lulled until the season changes
Mentari lonely lit a fire of love

He Isabella symbol of love and tempest
Separated because of different customs
Love fell with the leaves of the drought

The bow of my life apart from Isabella
I imagined the wave when I was burning warm
The afternoon was lost in the night's darkness
A separate world eliminates a story