MIDDLE BEACH
Straighten out of sight onto barren land,
salt patches Into the open sea,
white-screen,
to Rowboat's free
O .. o .. the sea of the Strait of Malacca behind the miserable villages of the Gulf of Samawi Sea behind the fall and resurrection of a nation.
The sea is ours,
Rowboat's power From Calok Jangka ,
Cape jamboree,
Malacca Strait Thus the history of the nation in the glorious period During the great sultan's and monopoly of merchant ships Armed
The sea is us,
during clove,
pepper and nutmeg triumph
The sea is us,
after oil and steel
Rowboat's so sweet,
Replaced by the mighty boats and boats
Straighten out to the ocean,
free sea.
and come at sea I spread the net
And my view
Kutadah media hand
Upward to appeal to god,
For blessing
Passed down to me,
So I can catch a lot
fish.
To earn revenue ..
that
Is where to find food ...
As a fisherman.
The shady sea visible youth was rowing Rowboat
The shady sea visible youth was rowing Rowboat
Rowboat anchored oil ships in the parking lot
this miniature Rowboat that has not been painted, the base material from midrib rumbiha
I hold a miniature Rowboat that is ready with the screen, the basic material from the midrib rumbiah