Story Of Peter - Risa Saraswati

Sad eyed boy in his silly pants

Sometimes he’s there sometimes he hides

Pale fair skin and his tiny hands

Waving from distance in black and white

Nobody sees him when he’s around

But he’s beside me whenever i’m down

Run about and play around my silky dress

Now I could never forget his face

peter, william, jansens, hans, hendrick

aboi teh ayeuna gaduh hni boneka

teu kinten saena sareng lucuna

I don’t know who you are

And I don’t know where you’re from

Give me your hands, let’s find a light

Leave all this behind and forget the world

So the silly peter disappear

Now he’s  nowhere to be seen

he’s not those shades that I fear

And many things remind me of him