Love on the island,
sweet girl, now own fun
Boats skim, moon shine,
in the neck kukalungkan ole-ole for the boyfriend.
wind helped, sea light, but feels
I do not, right up to him.
In calm waters, the wind mendayu,
in the sense of efflux of all speeding
Doom throne, saying:
"Point the boat into my lap alone,"
Amboi! I've traveled many roads!
Boat with 'his fragile!
Why call the first Doom
Before he could embrace with my love!
My pretty far on the island,
if 'I die, he died for fun alone.
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