In truth, this heart longs for You, it misses You

Yet it wonder..

Why is love still not present and why do doubt arise

Why is the afection yet to bloom

In truth,

even if it pick up all the gems at the bottom of the ocean

Or even if it water with rainwater from Your seven skies

True love will still not be present

Nor the longing to make it bloom

It had tried to give a gift to You

But maybe because its content is not perfect, there is no glow

It tried to water so that it grows and blooms

But maybe because its water

Is not as fresh as the true nature 

So even if it picks up all the gems at the bottom of the ocean or water with all the rainwater from Your seven skies

The love will still not be present

And the longing will not able to make it bloom

To You, Lord, give Your love to me

Lord, grant my longing for You may I know if my gratitude is Yours

(Translated from a fav local group song back in high school)