"Kole kole Arombai kole Tanah Ambon sudah djauh Arombai kole Manise manise Sama santen dengan gula Su terlalu manise"
Relaxing day at work. Spend time with friends, old and new. See a great show. Take a late bus, passing by one of the world's greatest skylines. Listen to a keroncong album.
That's exactly what I had today. That feeling that arises when you feel blessed.
And suddenly that dying flame of happiness just glowed again.
P/s: Song is titled "Kole-Kole", somewhat a fusion of Dutch lyrics and Indonesian keroncong. It is common amongst the Ambonese to write songs saying how far they are from home and how sad they feel. The version I listened to was by Krontjong Panjanji.