the nation's independence day

You don't have to cry

When the years have gone by

Leaving the memories

You lived through with it

The nation's independence day

We are 59 years old as a nation

Looking back through history

We have much to do to correct mistakes

No doubt time has changed

Those years we lived as a nation

With colours we were proud to paint

Not like today the piling of different poles

The corruptors must be jailed

Find them charge them in court

Let no favours should be granted

The nation doesn't need these leaders

The cry of independence day

The light must show the way

The sparkling of lights in our eyes

Of the young we hope of a new

when age catches up

When age catches up

The dreams once we have

Sometimes it happens

Sometimes it disappears

We sit and remember

The miss opportunities

Why we were afraid to take risks?

Why we weren't ready to take the balls?

We sit and remember

We sip coffee, tea or milo

Sometimes fresh juices and snacks

We take a bow to the time gone

We also remember

We can't take it all

The ones happened

We enjoyed its fruits

When age catches up

We count the losses

We count the wins

But life still moves on

the busybody ministers

The busybody ministers

Nothing to do with them

They want to say so loud

Insulting our minds with it

The busybody ministers

Don't they have better things to do?

The shame on our nation

They should do go and make it right

But no they want to be busybody

Insulting our minds with their lame excuses

Why not let the target person answer?

Why they want to reply?

The truth will not run away

It will come home to roost the nest

By then the liars will realize

Bamboo River is singing

Words easy game to play

Don't let it entangle your tongue

When the truth clips your mind

So stop be a busybody

the nation feels the pain

The nation feels the pain

The flash floods when it pours

The goods jump high in prices

The greed and corruption rule

The people say

Enough of it

We have to change

Before we fail our nation

The will is there

It is us to decide our destiny

Don't let our fear make us fail

The nation feels the pain

The road line is still there

Guiding us to seek the light

The will is there

It is us to decide our destiny

The choice is in our hands

The change or run away?

The nation feels the pain

The will is there

standing at the ferry terminal

Standing at the ferry terminal

Listening to the waves ringing

Kissing the shores with splashes

The eagles fly high to its own

The taxi drivers wait

The tourists arrival from the cruise

Hoping to get business

But organized tours all packaged in

The windy wind whirring in my ears

The years passed through so quickly

Time to go and take a bow

Let the waves salute the goodbye

It's my time to go

The last look of the island

Home for many years

It will ink in my memory

The eagles fly

In the sky of bright sky

I will be a long time

If ever I return to the island

the bamboo river calling

The Bamboo River calling

Ah Mo1 Ah Mo1

When are you coming in?

The band is playing your song

Do you hear me?

Don't you run away

Be a man come in to play

There are many who want to try

Ah Mo1 Ah Mo1

Do you hear me?

They too want to learn

The commerce tricks you play

Come right in

The Bamboo River sings

It will play your game

Don't you run away

There is something wrong

When you don't show what you have

You let your silence sentence you

Do you hear me?

This is Bamboo River calling

Ah Mo1 Ah Mo1

There are many who want to try

Don't you run away

maybe it is the raging hormones

A woman of 5 kids

She marries again

Her new man in her life

A boy of 18 years old

There is no rule

What has gone into it?

A boy of 18 years old

He wants to be a daddy

What life does he know?

He has seen it all?

Why must he believe it?

Maybe it is the raging hormones

The legs are still shaky

The foundation is still weak

But the boy of 18 years old

He thinks he can fly

A woman of 5 kids

She marries again

Her new man in her life

A boy of 18 years old

bee anne can't stay forever

Bee Anne can't stay forever

It has its time to the nation

There will come a time it has to go

The time is nearing its end

Bee Anne has dug its own hole

It is time it has to crawl into it

Close the door and sleep forever

It has caused too much damages

The nation of people

Many colours many faiths

Many cultures many memories

It's always on the divide and rule

Bee Anne grows fat and clumsy

It forgets its early years of struggles and harmony

Now it is the bad song of divide and rule

With laws to back up its vocals

The nation of people

The good ones recognize it

Bee Anne's time is nearing over

It digs its own hole to fall in

yesterday gone

Yesterday gone

There is nothing we could do

The time ticks away

Leaving its line of memories

The politicians say

To make the crowd happy

On the ground of fences

The divide of the minds

Yesterday gone

We missed the opportunities

The fools we may have been

When we fail to take decisive actions

The nation plead with us

Don't let her strip naked

Let her have her honour

We mustn't fail in our quest

Yesterday gone

There is nothing we could do

Today we have our time

The time still ticks away

in the park of green

In the park of green

With trees and shades

The early women arrive

Bicycles and motorbikes

They group together

Stay a while to exercise

The patterns rise in the early morning

They will do the aerobic movements

Anyone can join in

Join the crowd do the exercise

The morning of fresh air

It's the time to stay

In the park of green

With trees and shades

the world of wolves

The world

The good and the bad

The beauty and ugly

They come together

The religious strife

Wanting to be the best

The cloth of differences

The harmony seems disappear

The line of defence

Stay tolerance and upright

The good deeds will make it

The differences will be gone

It is only the wolves

They pretend to run with the pack

Inside the inner souls

The evil dwells to strike

The harmony and joy we share

The smile and laughter in the air

The good people and holy men

They pray hard for peace to stay

But beware of the wolves

They will pretend to run with you

Behind your back there is the evil smile

Don't lose sight for the wolves will strike

the steps to heaven the stairs to fall

The steps to heaven

The stairs to fall

When the grace is withdrawn

The flow of tears

The leaders must have honour

The leaders must have dignity

The leaders must have honesty

When leaders tell lies, the devil will smile

The people mustn't be blind

The people mustn't be fools

The people mustn't listen to the liars

When they do, the devil will smile

The nation will shiver

When good people hide

They are afraid to take sides

They play the devil; they play the god

But all are not lost

The young generations come on board

With fiery speeches and upright principles

There is still hope the nation will be saved

the senate

The Senate

The form of curry favours

The Senate

The losers will win

The rejects enjoy

A second stint

Laughing at us

Yesterday losers today winners

The Senate

It has no positive value

It is just a mere rubber stamp

Our tax monies better put for better use

The Senate

Is our reserved goalkeeper

But it fails us allowing goals to score

They get the publicity; we get sored

The Senate

A place for yesterday

Today it smiles on us

We have to pay

he has no face

He has no face

He has sold it to the Devil

Everything he has been into

He plays like an innocent child

The hard day's work

The NGOs go out to do

Trying hard to bring the message out

It still finds hard to get through

There are people refused to hear

The ears are covered with dollar bills

It rings so sweet they sleep forever

They think it will last for generations

But the changing times coming

No devils can hide behind walls

The light will strike them out

The rolling pins will crush them

The hard beats are ringing

The Devil has no place to sleep

He has to show his face

Face his sins and fall to the light

when good people forget to help

The changing times

The nation needs it to survive

We can't play quiet hoping the best

It will never happen

When good people hide behind doors

Afraid to make the efforts to change

The crooks will get the free flow

When the police are compromised

When good cops hide behind doors

Thinking of their rice bowls afraid to say

See no evil; hear no sound; play dumb

The changing times

The nation needs it to survive

We can't be pretending it never happens

It is there documented for all to see

When good people forget to help

The crooks will get the free flow

The changing times

The nation needs it to survive

We can't play quiet hoping the best

The nation will cry every night

When good people forget to help

The crooks will ge the free flow

the broken hearted souls

The broken hearted souls

They carry with it in life

They can't mend it

It stays forever in time

Don't try to amend it

It can't be made good

The scar will stay

Forever in time

Don't try to live with regrets

It makes no positive value

The magic has gone then

Go find another rainbow

The broken hearted souls

They carry with it in life

Don't try to amend it

It can't be made good

everyday is new beginning

I don't have to live with regrets

There are many if I care to write

It is better to walk in the sweetest memories

It will bring a better positive value in life

We have our regrets

But don't let it cloud our minds

The world is full of shits

We don't need to join the wagon

Look around us

We see too many go wrong

We don't have to live with regrets

The passage of times have gone

We should sing the joyful times

Let regrets be memories of lost years

We may have learned our lessons

But sometimes we do forget

I live with the time I have

I am not going back to past years

Today and tomorrow hold the smile

Yesterday is gone everyday is new beginning

freedom has a price

The galloping horses

Quickly jump out to the field

Bolt open the doors finally free

The burden knocking heads

The open field of pasture

They feel so good to run

Hard on the galloping

The wind of fire blowing

The trees of shade

The chirping of wild birds

The galloping horses run

Breathing with the wind

They pull to a stop

Near the end of a hilly slope

Breathing hard looking down at the valley

One horse gallops away

The phobia grips its soul

Running back to the stable

Licking its short free ride

Staying back to enjoy free food

The remaining horses look sad

Knowing the hard life ahead

They bring it back and gallop down hill

Freedom has a price so be it

the ring in the ears

Where is love?

I can't find it

It has gone

Follow cash is king

Where is lust?

If love has gone

I can't get it

Follow cash is king

The ring in the ears

Nothing comes out of it

There is no word to listen

Follow cash is king

Where is dignity?

I don't see it

It is chained deep in the mind

Follow cash is king

Where is hope?

Sleeping on the waves

Listening to the whirring wind

Follow cash is king

Where is love?

I can't find it

It has gone

Follow cash is king

the steal of the night

When the lights are low

I don't see the shadows move

Quietly through the windows

As the night of cars revving on the road

When the sun goes down

The demons wake up to roam

Playing souls who are greedy

Taking souls who are corrupted

When the lights are low

I don't see the shadows move

The bad hats quietly steal

The wealth of the nation

When the lights are low

I hear the soft crying

In the park of shadows

The bad hats steal the hearts of lovers

There is no escape

When the sun goes down

The demons wake up to roam

Stealing hearts of lovers and souls

When the lights are low

I don't see the shadows move

Quietly through the windows

As the night of cars revving on the road

feel the wind sing

Fly eagles fly

High in the sky

Feel the freedom

Feel the wind sing

Fly eagles fly

Don't be greedy

The hunters on the ground

One wrong move you are history

The divide of loot

The unfair practices all round

On the ground the eagles change

Into greedy and corrupted birds

They forget to fly

They don't feel the wind sing

They only hear the gold coins ring

In the ears of vestal virgins

The fallen eagles

The disgrace in the flock

Fly eagles fly

Don't be tempted

Fly eagles fly

High in the sky

Feel the freedom

Feel the wind sing

the wrong turn in life

The wrong turn in life

It may spell the end of time

The long walk to darkness

It will take a hard look to return

How many will have it?

When they breed easy living

Without a care about tomorrow

The wrong turn in life

There are stories to tell

In the crimes of history

Why they turn into wrong life

When they can't take the hardship

They see the way of the bad

Reach to its depth to play it

They can sing while it last

They show they still have

Regrets many will not say

The way where life leads

Born to live and die

In between a decision has to arrive

The wrong turn in life

It may spell the end of time

The long walk to darkness

It will take a hard look to return

the boss and his workers

On the floor

People rushing in

Time is ticking

Everyone seems a hurry

The doors swing

Every few seconds

The crowd keep walking

Some will run in

The doorman smiles

He knows why

Some will be late

The red faces in the office

Some take the lift

Others take the stairs

The lower floors easy to beat

The time then waiting

The Boss arrives

As usual late in his office

He can afford this little luxury

He doesn't need to rush the traffic

The doorman nods his head

The Boss says hello and walks in

The office by now are busy

The day has began

The Boss and his workers

They need each other to survive

In the world of businesses

Nobody should claim it alone

in unity it brings brilliant ray

If we let it stays

What we will be?

The old story never ends

It's still the divide and rule

We say it is enough

The division on race

When a race fails

Don't blame others for it

We are put here equally

We are born to live and die

Along the way we must do good

We mustn't divide the basket

The many colours rising

The reflection from the sun

In unity it brings brilliant ray

But one race just forgets

If we let it stays

What we will be?

The old story never ends

It's still divide and rule

the cheese on the table

There is no way

The rats can hide

The cheese on the table

The classic trap of greed

Oh why the trap?

On the table?

Are you afraid?

You are hallucinating

Me? You must be dreaming

See anyone around here?

The house is clear

There is no noise

There is no way

The rats can hide

The cat hides behind door

Smelling the rats in the hole

The cheese on the table

The classic trap of greed

our rubbish her gem of cash

The Malay woman drives her kancil

Parked at the garbage area under shade of trees

Every morning or late evening

She will sweep the area make it clean

Sometimes she sits on the throw away sofa

Under the shade she waits to collect items

She knows which ones she can resell or recycle

Our rubbish her gem of cash for the day

She doesn't mind sitting there

She wants to earn her living

Sitting at home get nothing

At least here she may find her cash

Our rubbish her gem of cash for the day

She will arrive every morning or late evening

Parked at the garbage area under shade of trees

She knows she will do something good

the mind of chaos

The mind in chaos

It will bring misery

There is no doubt about it

No matter how it is explained

The little devil hides

Playing his toys keeping quiet

When the heat feels unbearable

The crying to get free

In the rush to do

The mind forgets to think

One fatal mistake it will make

The whole life in hell

When the deed is committed

The time will move on with it

The crying over spill milk

It is all too late

Don't live in shadows

Don't imagine things aren't there

It is a wasted time and energy

It brings no benefits of time

the waiting for embraces

The daily days

The lights shine

The nights glow

The wait for embraces

There is no satisfaction

There is no hole to hit

The jackpot still empty

The throwers don't play

The daily days

The feeling getting numb

The nights seem to howl

A lonely wolf in the wild

In the empty well

The rain never fall

The empty hollowness

The fire in ashes flow

But the hope remains

The praying for the rain

The satisfaction has to come

The holes must come to play

the river flows

The river flows

The debris it brings

Floating with all kinds

Sometimes the dead too

Little by little the dirty swells

The smell isn't sweet no more

It smells of decay in the water and mind

The dead fishes floating up eyes staring wild

What it is? They all seemed to say

The humans have forgotten to take care of the land

They bring destructions from the hills to the river

In the religious places of worships

Many will attend and pray for tomorrow

Out of the praying sessions

They fail to see the sins in their eyes

The dirty and dead water in the river

They don't take immediate actions

They think nature will take care herself

But the rain fall in late night

Bringing more yellow mud and debris

Clogging the river mouth

Rising the water flooding the town

There is a lesson to learn

Don't forget responsibility

Nature expects us to take

The full measures on the land

We can't ignore our sins

It will come to claim back

Nature will not stand its way

The sins of our days must be paid

The river flows

The course still remains

We shouldn't forget

We will have to pay

The old stories will return