GROH GOH (Rehearsal for Rangda): Reflections on Bali’s witch widow
Singgih Ibu/Your Honour Mother
Nghulun aminta nugraha/I ask for your grace
Ya ta matangnyan mawisesa, ndatan hana siddha ngasorakĕn/so that I can be powerful, thus none can defeat me
Apan, netrangku kaya surya kĕmbar/my eyes are like twin suns
irungku saksat gua gala-gala/my nose is huge like a cave
lidahku tulya geni juruh/my tongue like melting fire
dantanku saksat curiga/my teeth are like sharp keris/daggers
karnanku ageng ebĕking agni/my ears are huge filled with fire
romangku waluya sahasra agni/the hair on my hands and feet is like fire by the thousands
Yan aku atindak saksat giri agingsir/if I walk, the mountains tremble
ocak we nikanang samudra kumambang/causing oceans to quiver and the fish to float
rug ikang satru sadhaya/all enemies are defeated!
