The Picture of Kampung Daun

When the riots and disasters sounded in our fatherland archipelago,
Hopeful arms began to reach for a dream that seemed almost impossible.

And . . .
Through heartfelt determination, as well as sacrifice,
The threads of love and care slowly began
Through the whispering of the leaves
Through the rushing water that flows
Through the oceans of candlelight against the carpet of grass.

Then
The place that was previously never touched,
Not even a single person wanted to come close to it,
Yet slowly and surely
Became a place that was full of peace and love
Created a sensation that has not been quiet since.

But
Let us remain humble and not grow conceited
And always reflect modesty
And hope that is always in our hearts
May the days of disputes and disasters be over soon
And let our fatherland be full of peace and harmony
As it is in this small village . . . Kampung Daun.