The big-bellied hippopotamus
Lives in the jungles of Java,
Where monsters growl from every lair,
More than you'd ever dream of.

The boa uncoils and hisses,
the tiger unleashes his roar.
The buffalo bellows with rage --
but the peaceful hippo just feeds and sleeps.

The hippo fears neither sword nor spear,
He just stands and looks right at you.
He laughs and laughs at the sepoys' bullets
bouncing off his hide.

I am like the hippopotamus:
Swathed in my conviction,
protected by strong and inviolable armor,
fearlessly I cross the desert.