INDONESIA RAYA (Original Version):

Stanza 1:

Indonesia Tanah Airkoe Tanah Toempah Darahkoe

Di sanalah Akoe Berdiri Djadi Pandoe Iboekoe

Indonesia Kebangsaankoe Bangsa Dan Tanah Airkoe

Marilah Kita Berseroe Indonesia Bersatoe

Hidoeplah Tanahkoe Hidoeplah Negrikoe Bangsakoe Ra'jatkoe Sem'wanja

Bangoenlah Djiwanja Bangoenlah Badannja Oentoek Indonesia Raja

Reff: (repeat it twice)

Indonesia Raja Merdeka Merdeka Tanahkoe Negrikoe Jang Koetjinta

Indonesia Raja Merdeka Merdeka Hidoeplah Indonesia Raja

Stanza 2:

Indonesia Tanah Jang Moelia Tanah Kita Jang Kaja

Di sanalah Akoe Berdiri Oentoek Slama-Lamanja

Indonesia Tanah Poesaka P'saka Kita Semoenja

Marilah Kita Mendo'a Indonesia Bahagia

Soeboerlah Tanahnja Soeboerlah Djiwanja Bangsanja Ra'jatnja Sem'wanja

Sadarlah Hatinja Sadarlah Boedinja Oentoek Indonesia Raja

Reff: (repeat it twice)

Indonesia Raja Merdeka Merdeka Tanahkoe Negrikoe Jang Koetjinta

Indonesia Raja Merdeka Merdeka Hidoeplah Indonesia Raja

Stanza 3:

Indonesia Tanah Jang Soetji Tanah Kita Jang Sakti

Di sanalah Akoe Berdiri 'Njaga Iboe Sedjati

Indonesia Tanah Berseri Tanah Jang Akoe Sajangi

Marilah Kita Berdjandji Indonesia Abadi

S'lamatlah Ra'jatnja S'lamatlah Poetranja Poelaoenja Laoetnja Sem'wanja

Madjoelah Negrinja Madjoelah Pandoenja Oentoek Indonesia Raja

Reff: (repeat it twice)

Indonesia Raja Merdeka Merdeka Tanahkoe Negrikoe Jang Koetjinta

Indonesia Raja Merdeka Merdeka Hidoeplah Indonesia Raja.

Yin & Yang

...Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, aquality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity of the appetite, for adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of sixty more than a boy of twenty. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals.Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust. Whether sixty or sixteen, there is in every human being's heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing child-like appetite of what's next, and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station; so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the infinite, so long are you young. When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at twenty, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch the waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at eighty...