The Armament: Tan Lyrics by Saint Ali
Suluki, Nagari Pandan Gadang
To Harlem, North Holland
The gifted kid grown to be the savior for his land
Leaving the wealth
Leaving everyone you would miss
Morawa to Central Java
Sailing overseas
Had the power to be heard
Had the gift to give
Riding white horse to the war
Cleaving and halved the white riffs
1920 was the year
But the sun went down too fast
You’ve been hunted down
But The Andaleh still standing tough
Stares, to the hill
Andaleh still standing tough
Stares, to the hill
But The Andaleh still standing tough
Stares, to the hill
Andaleh still standing tough
Stares, to the hill
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Saint Ali Lyrics – The Armament: Tan