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The old Klang bridge

The heyday was gone

Now it is an empty stage

Devoid of activities

Those were the years

Gone away in our eyes

The only double decker bridge

Anchored the thoughts of yesterday

The bridge of echoes

Of those times of its years

The memories of my time

The fruit sellers and beggars

Sometimes lovers walked

In those late at night

Old timers would talk about ghosts

Scared the children “don't go out at night!”

Now the old Klang bridge

It is part of history in Klang

The echoes of the past

In photographs and memories