Helmet

Muhammad Fatih Abrar, Ilham Wahanadi Haryoso

Now I come
Carry my feelings
That i can't
I can’t expressing

Watching you come down the stairs
smiling
and greeting me
"Hello"

Hi Bita,
Tell me if its real,
All my days suddenly happy

Watching you come down the stairs
smiling
and greeting me
"Hello"

I hand over this helmet to you
While admiring your facial complexion
Your eyelashes, and eye blushes,
and all the word you says captivates me

And Bita tell me if it’s real,

Now you come
You carry my feelings
all the things
I cannot expressing

I could you go down the stairs
All over again
But i can't rendering
But i cannot saying

So i'm Watching you down the stairs
smiling
You greeting me
"Hello"

So I hand over this Caring to you
While admiring your facial complexion
Your eyelashes, and eye blushes,
and all the word you says captivates me

And Bita tell me if it’s real

Oh God
How could You create a woman
So beautiful and funny like this?

Oh God
How could You create a woman
So beautiful and cute like this?

I hand over all my love to you
While admiring your facial complexion

Your eyelashes, and eye blushes,
and all the word you says captivates me

Bita tell me if its real
Bita tell me if its real
Bita tell me if its real

Fafá