My love poem translated into uab-meto (Dawanese), the austronesian language of West Timor. This dawan or aton poem is in the language of atoni people which are 1 million. They could understand what my poem uab meto says. The Baikenu spoken in East Timor is very close.
When I see all the translations I have in Indonesian languages, I hope that one day a pretty Indonesian woman will show the tip of her little nose to the magic of a starry sky.