THESE ARE OUR HISTORY THESE ARE OUR LANDS THIS ARE OUR MEMORIES
TOGETHER THEY MAKE THE GREAT SONG THE SONG OF OUR FOREFATHERS THE SONG OF HOPE
Singapore was an island in the 1950/60s doomed to economic failure after the seperation or so the morons predicted....after all we had no natural resources....we had no oil.....and some said....we had no hope. THEY WERE WRONG...A truly wise man will look at what we got....its easy for any fool to point out what we didn't have.
Turns out we had one thing they had huge shortage off....we were industrious, hardworking and very eager to meet any challengers head on.... while the ones who laughed at us and called us names....they only grew bitter....jealous....and cynical....while the rest of the world including Singapore continued to progress forward.
THE SONG CONTINUES WHEN OUR FOREFATHERS GREW TOO TIRED AND TOO OLD TO SING WE TOOK UP THE MANTLE AND WE BEGAN OUR SONG TOGETHER WE MARCH FORWARD INTO THE FUTURE EVER LOOKING FOR A BETTER MORROW EVER HOPING AS LONG AS WE HAVE SINGAPORE, WE HAVE EACH OTHER....WE WILL ALWAYS HAVE A HOPE. TOMORROW OUR CHILDREN WILL JOIN THE CHORUS...
THE CHORUS OF THE GREAT SONG... THE SONG WITHOUT NAME THE SONG THAT IS BEING WRITTEN AS THE WORDS ARE SUNG THE SONG OF SINGAPORE