At Foothill
The misty flow at the Gap
Once in the beginning of my time
There I was a kampong boy reaching up
The hill where I was for many years
The cool air I breathe
It is the best weather I found
It isn't hot; it is really cool
In the beginning it was said
The jungle trekking
It is nature one could see
The morning dewdrops
The buzzing of insects
The cool wind rustling leaves
The silence of nature dwell
People locals and tourists
Taking dips at Jeriau Waterfall
Night the Tavern
Soft music and dart game
The young gathered
Once Regent of Selangor came
At night catching 'fireflies'
The lucky ones got it made
For the one night stands
Tomorrow the bus going downhill
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