Serenity warms the morning
With the sweet song of the sun,
And the smooth swing of the trees.
One finds the beauty of the day
One embraces the strength of the day
One fine morning at Pentingsari Village, Yogyakarta
The road we must run through
Might be long,
With uphill and downhill,
Straight ways and turns.
We run alone,
Sometimes with friends along,
It could be tough,
We groan upon pain and exhaustion,
We cheer upon seeing fellow runners.
That may keep you running
Heading to the finish ribbon,
Is enjoying the view along the road.