Her body like fish
But she can't dive
Her face like eye of the wind
But she was not headed toward the map
The wings like birds
But she could not soar
She was an idolatry
Everywhere she flank an idol
From temple to temple, from mosque to mosque,
From church to church, while singing,
"This is the most powerful idol
Among other idols
He is also more powerful than David Copperfield
Because money does not come out from behind cloak
But also from both ears and mouth
Then come closer to him
You will be more prosperous. "
She keeps the idol
Up to her sparkling forehead
She stirred up the idol
Until slippery nose
She keeps the idol afloat
Until erect all her hair
She was an idolatry
Who keeps stroking and twisting
Twisting and stroking
Get drunk and forget
"This is the most famous idol
You guys have to draw it
On every city wall
This is the greatest idol
You must praise him
Meet anyone faces! "
An idolatry woman
Keep singing while twirling his body
While singing she pictured every city wall
With his idol face
The pagan woman forgets
All she sees are virtual wall
That soon blurred into None!
By Ahmadun Yosi Herfanda