Chairil Anwar, Birds, Beasts, and Seas
doesn't spread out very far, it's a little affair
in which we won't lose each other.
For you and me it's enough.
The flowers in our garden don't riot in color.
The grass isn't like a carpet
soft and smooth to walk on.
For us it doesn't matter
in our garden
you're the flower, I'm the bee
I'm the bee, you're the flower.
It's small, it's full of sunlight, this garden of ours,
a place where we draw away from the world and from people.