It's raining in the morning,
when the sun's shining
I see the blackrose.
The wild rose flies at the air,
fall to the river,
where the duck's diving.
the duck cacth the wild flower,
He bit the wildrose,
give it to his love.
at mountain's river,
where the water spring is there,
she's born and grown up.
Anton Dwi, at the Ungaran's water spring, Dec 6th 2010
