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When the night came,
My grandma pray to the God,
Sing a song with pray
“Ana kidung rumeksa ing wengi
Teguh hayu huputa ing lara
Luputa bilahi kabeh
Jin setan datan purun
Paneluhan tan ana wani miwah panggawe ala
Gunaning wong luput
Geni atemah tirto
Maling adoh tan ana ngarah ing mami
Guna duduk pan sirna”
In my heart I keep the song meaning
There is a song which ruled the night
For saving from sickness
Freedom from all suffering
Form evil of satan prohibit
From the black magic
Who do the wrong applied of their scientific
Fire lose because the water
Also thief gone far away from me
The black magic gone
And I slept
Till the morning.
Prasetya Utama
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