My Malaysia
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| titel | My Malaysia |
| artiest | Babe |
| tekstschijver/componist | P. Koelewijn |
| Refr.: My Malaysia, selamat tinggal, selamat tinggal Till we meet again My Malaysia, I hear the drummer call I hear the drums call, yes we´ll meet again My Malaysia, high on the mountain I see the fires to show me the way Let them burn, till my return Did you ever smell the rains when the monsoon blows Then, the bunga-raja flowers go to sleep That´s were the sea embraces the golden coast And guitars and gamalan softly weep Darling, my darling my kukaseh ku I miss the sun but boy I miss you most My love for you is true and deep Refr. On the penang beach he smiled at me He sold wild orchids on that place The son of the sun he seemed to be A blue jean prince with ebony face Darling, my darling, my kukaseh-ku My Malaysian dream wait for me I still feel the touch of your warm embrace Refr. |
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