Pantai Tengah
The beach once I knew
Walking the distance on the soft sand
I made my footprints the waves buried in time
Leaving no trace of the time I spent
The Beach Club stands
The sea waves to it
Lobbying around for space
Only on monsoon season days
The rocky stones
The black colour enticing the eyes
Day in day out the waves dropping by
Caressing the rocky stones
On evening of the changing sky
The sunset painted colours in the light
Sipping drink admiring nature
The way we should be living freely
The beach once I knew
Once it was called the “Moonlight Bay”
Those years in the 70s..........
I was told when I made my history
Walking the distance on the soft sand
I made my footprints the waves buried in time
Leaving no trace of the time I spent
The Beach Club stands
The sea waves to it
Lobbying around for space
Only on monsoon season days
The rocky stones
The black colour enticing the eyes
Day in day out the waves dropping by
Caressing the rocky stones
On evening of the changing sky
The sunset painted colours in the light
Sipping drink admiring nature
The way we should be living freely
The beach once I knew
Once it was called the “Moonlight Bay”
Those years in the 70s..........
I was told when I made my history
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