Where stands a pier,
many boats come and go.
Where lives a pier,
many lives arrive and sail.

A pier is a water gate,
a pier is a busy point.
Arriving and sailing, I love.
Staying at a pier, I detest.

Where stands a pier,
saying goodbye is a must.
Where lives a pier,
smiling and crying are lovers.

Parapat, North Sumatra, 2 June 2003