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♪ Last seven notes of peace ♪
♪ Sways in the coconut trees ♪
♪ It's twilight cleansing ♪
Thanks.
♪ In Trincomalee ♪
♪ Through rusted radios ♪
♪ Became a calypso ♪
♪ We sit with the longo ♪
♪ Inside your shadow ♪
♪ The longo, the longo ♪
♪ From here to Trinco ♪
♪ It's twilight in the sand ♪
♪ From here to Colombo ♪
♪ Back to San Pedro ♪
♪ You draw lines in the sand ♪
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♪ The youth come and go ♪
♪ Playing the songs they know ♪
♪ Another Teresa ♪
♪ And Vishnu to Dartha ♪
♪ You fly paper planes ♪
♪ And count wickets where they lay ♪
♪ The roots of your family ♪
♪ The guns of yesterday ♪
♪ The longo, the longo ♪
♪ From here to San Pedro ♪
♪ You draw lines in the sand ♪
♪ From here to Colombo ♪
♪ Back to San Pedro ♪
♪ You draw lines in the sand ♪
♪ Is it sailing away? ♪
♪ Or am I waiting in vain? ♪
♪ Oh, you all wash away ♪
♪ Before you break all the chains ♪
♪ The longo, the longo ♪
♪ From here to San Pedro ♪
♪ You draw lines in the sand ♪
♪ Back to Colombo ♪
♪ You get Pedro ♪
♪ You draw lines in the sand ♪
♪ The longo, the longo ♪
♪ From here to Colombo ♪
♪ The longo, the longo ♪
♪ From here to Colombo ♪
♪ You draw lines in the sand ♪
♪ You draw lines in the sand ♪
♪ You draw lines in the sand ♪