Just by the sheen
of your blade
your enemy is frightened
pitch of your generations
own the courage to fight.
Oh, you barung
go raise the peace
with its art
will of bravery embed
your defensed is make.
Sunrays in the afternoon
tomorrow still morning
the screech of the blade
of the barung
cannot be impeded.
Layag Sug!
Categories:
defensed, beauty, birth, change, character,
Form: Ballad