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Tiada Guna

Terimakasih
Tiada mungkin 'kan bersemi
Tiada mungkin 'kan berbunga
Walau engkau sirami sudah tiada berarti
Oh, t'lah lama mati

Tiada guna rayuanmu
Tiada guna cumbuanmu
Hati telah membeku tak seperti dahulu
Jangan kau merayuku

Terimakasih
Matursuwun
Orang-orang juana ma, duitnya banyak-banyak ya
Cucok
New Palapa, Perdana Record Surabaya
Terimakasih

Jangan kau ucapkan cinta, ku tak mau mendengarnya
Aku sudah tak percaya akan adanya cinta
Cinta bagiku empedu, pahit meresap ke tubuh
Bagai tersayat sembilu, pedih ke dalam kalbu

Sampai kini belum sirna
Sakit hati kar'na cinta seorang pemuda

Tiada mungkin 'kan bersemi
Tiada mungkin 'kan berbunga
Walau engkau sirami sudah tiada berarti
Pohon t'lah lama mati

Wuu, matursuwun
New Palapa kita joget yang asik-asik aja
T'rimakasih

Jangan kau ucapkan cinta, ku tak mau mendengarnya
Aku sudah tak percaya akan adanya cinta
Cinta bagiku empedu, pahit meresap ke tubuh
Bagai tersayat sembilu, perih ke dalam kalbu

Sampai kini belum sirna
Sakit hati kar'na cinta seorang pemuda

Tiada mungkin 'kan bersemi
Tiada mungkin 'kan berbunga
Walau engkau sirami sudah tiada berarti
Pohon t'lah lama mati

T'rimakasih
SNP Indonesia, luar biasa
Ayo goyang semuanya bro
T'rimakasih ya

Jangan kau ucapkan cinta, ku tak mau mendengarnya
Aku sudah tak percaya akan adanya cinta
Cinta bagiku empedu, pahit meresap ke tubuh
Bagai tersayat sembilu, perih ke dalam kalbu

Sampai kini belum sirna
Sakit hati kar'na cinta seorang pemuda

Tiada mungkin 'kan bersemi
Tiada mungkin 'kan berbunga
Walau engkau sirami sudah tiada berarti
Pohon t'lah lama mati

Makasih
Sawer-sawer, yi-haa
New Palapa

Jangan kau ucapkan cinta, ku tak mau mendengarnya
Aku sudah tak percaya akan adanya cinta
Cinta bagiku empedu, pahit meresap ke tubuh
Bagai tersayat sembilu, perih ke dalam kalbu

Sampai kini belum sirna
Sakit hati kar'na cinta seorang pemuda

Tiada mungkin 'kan bersemi
Tiada mungkin 'kan berbunga
Walau engkau sirami sudah tiada berarti
Pohon t'lah lama mati

Matursuwun lanjut
Gak ono musik e

Useless Love

Thank you
It is not possible that it will bloom
It is not possible that it will blossom
Even if you water it, it does not mean anything anymore
Oh, it is long dead

Your sweet words are useless
Your kisses are useless
My heart is frozen, it's not like it used to be
Don't try to seduce me

Thank you
Thank you
The people of Juana, your money is abundant
Amazing
New Palapa, Perdana Record Surabaya
Thank you

Don't tell me you love me, I don't want to hear it
I don't believe in love anymore
Love for me is bile, filling my body with bitterness
Like being cut by a machete, it's a deep and burning pain

Until now, it hasn't gone away
The pain of love for a young man

It is not possible that it will bloom
It is not possible that it will blossom
Even if you water it, it does not mean anything anymore
The flower has been dead for a long time

Wow, thank you
New Palapa, let's dance to something fun
Thank you

Don't tell me you love me, I don't want to hear it
I don't believe in love anymore
Love for me is bile, filling my body with bitterness
Like being cut by a machete, it's a deep and burning pain

Until now, it hasn't gone away
The pain of love for a young man

It is not possible that it will bloom
It is not possible that it will blossom
Even if you water it, it does not mean anything anymore
The flower has been dead for a long time

Thank you
Wow, SNP Indonesia
Come on everyone, let's get groovy
Thank you

Don't tell me you love me, I don't want to hear it
I don't believe in love anymore
Love for me is bile, filling my body with bitterness
Like being cut by a machete, it's a deep and burning pain

Until now, it hasn't gone away
The pain of love for a young man

It is not possible that it will bloom
It is not possible that it will blossom
Even if you water it, it does not mean anything anymore
The flower has been dead for a long time

Thanks
Throw the money, yeah
New Palapa

Don't tell me you love me, I don't want to hear it
I don't believe in love anymore
Love for me is bile, filling my body with bitterness
Like being cut by a machete, it's a deep and burning pain

Until now, it hasn't gone away
The pain of love for a young man

It is not possible that it will bloom
It is not possible that it will blossom
Even if you water it, it does not mean anything anymore
The flower has been dead for a long time

Thank you, continue
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