Pasir putih
Kla Project
White Sand
White sand, rolling waves, foaming
The sound reaches across, saying welcome
Tropical nature, various joys
The swaying coconut trees calling the voice of the heart
The warm sand scent greets my breath
As far as my feet step, I can't stop looking
The lively people, young and old
Releasing the soul's fatigue for the day and entertaining oneself
Don't you see all that
The beautiful land belongs to us
Has its sustainability been preserved
If we neglect, the beach mourns
Don't you hear all that
The cries of life within
When tainted by human actions
We neglect, and the beach mourns
Sweet greetings to the universe
My music sings cheerful songs
A sign of gratitude for its service
My descendants will not forget...