Di Tanjong Katong

Di Tanjong Katong

Di Tanjong Katong, airnya biru

Di situlah tempat mencuci mata

Duduk sekampung, lagikan rindu

Kononlah pula nun jauh di sana

Pulau Pandan jauh ke tengah

Gunung Daik bercabang tiga

Hancur badan di kandung tanah

Budi yang baik dikenang jua

Kalau ada jarum patah

Jangan simpan di dalam peti

Kalau ada silap sepatah

Jangan disimpan di dalam hati

Kalau tidak kelapa puan

Tidak puan kelapa bali

Harap hanya pada tuan

Kalau tak tuan siapa lagi?

Kiri jalan kanan pun jalan,

Di tengah pohon melati;

Kirim jangan pesan pun jangan,

Kalaulah rindu datang sendiri

Putik pauh delima batu,

Genggam di dalam tangan;

Tuan jauh berbatu-batu,

Hilang dipandang di hati jangan

At Tanjong Katong

At Tanjong Katong, the waters are blue

There is the place to be seeing beautiful ladies

Even though we live in the same village, I still miss you

As if we live far apart

Pulau Pandan is far away from shore

Mount Daik has three peaks

Even when the body is long gone underground

A good character will always be remembered

If there is a broken needle

Don't put it back it in the sewing box

If I have ever made a mistake

Don't keep it bottled up in your heart

If there is no kelapa puan

I will have Balinese coconut

I only rely on you, sir

Because who else can I turn to?

Walking on the left and on the right as well

With a jasmine tree in the middle

Don't bother sending letters or messages

If you miss me, come find me yourself

Raw mangoes and pomegranates,

I hold fast in my hand,

You are miles away, sir

Even if I can't see you, you are still in my heart