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The old Klang bridge

In the wee hour of the morning

There was no traffic on the pedestrian crossing

Occasionally there were lovers hugging along

Who would see the action on the wee morning?

It was only the lucky few who returned home late

There they would find the hormones charged lovers

They forgot where they were...

In those days I was told

The bylaws were hardly used

The lovers could indulge a little snack

With the sound of the river cry

Besides there were the homeless

There were the drunkards sleeping on the pavement

The cooling effect of the night

Even the sun rays were shaded away

The old Klang bridge as I knew

The memories of those times gone

Now it is just a landmark in town

When you see it you hear the echo of the past