Apalah putih di tanjung sana
Ikan belanak bermain ombak,
Apalah putih di konde nona
Telurnya kutu kusangka bunga

What's that frothing in the waters
Gray millets frolicking in swells
What's that in your hair
Not flowers, I thought they were, but lice

YOU can't find the pantun in a book of poems. The quatrains are only passed along by word of mouth among the Bajos of Central Sulawesi—sung by young men like 17-year-old Jufri in the v