A home song - 4

Mas, Mas Selamat

A warm tropical night, along the western shore
A flickering light, and the sound of oar
The boat hit sand, and they waded ashore
Three shadows wavering on glistening water, nothing more

For three years, they kept him, behind closed doors
No one sees him, only his plans,
To blow up planes landing in Changi
Our gateway to the world, were known to all

Food were plenty, they