My humble tribute to the man who gave his whole life to Singapore.
Cry my friend, cry if you may
For your tears are precious this very day
Let struggles and changes come to mind
Of wonderous legacies he left behind
For your tears are precious this very day
Let struggles and changes come to mind
Of wonderous legacies he left behind
He took a people back from foreign hands
with which he blushed the world with a glorious land
Of penniless folks and an old fishing port
Amidst the gray ocean now, a sparkling red dot
with which he blushed the world with a glorious land
Of penniless folks and an old fishing port
Amidst the gray ocean now, a sparkling red dot
Before enemies he withstood their blows
he won lasting friends out of many foes
He captured visions that most cannot dream
to radiate the world like a beacon's beam
he won lasting friends out of many foes
He captured visions that most cannot dream
to radiate the world like a beacon's beam
Cry now my friend cry with no fear,
For the due that we owe to a friend so dear
He walked streets of danger unsure of return
Paving ways of peace for generation to generation
For the due that we owe to a friend so dear
He walked streets of danger unsure of return
Paving ways of peace for generation to generation
For Singapore he lived, for Singapore he die
He frees himself now to be with his beloved wife
FROM SINGAPORE WITH LOVE, to whom we say THANK YOU!
Now and Forever, dearest LEE KUAN YEW
He frees himself now to be with his beloved wife
FROM SINGAPORE WITH LOVE, to whom we say THANK YOU!
Now and Forever, dearest LEE KUAN YEW
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