A sparrow with a bamboo branch We live here in Singapore. My father lived along Hoi Shan Road. In 1941 a Japanese bomber flew by, And a bomb fell on the street. We live here in Singapore. My mother gave birth to me in Tekka. There were a lot of unlicensed taxis back then But she rode her bike to work. We live here in Singapore. I spent my childhood in Queenstown. And behind the small HDB block of flats Was a small grove Where I played with my childhood friends. We live here in Singapore. And my primary school was on Middle Road. When I didn't study hard enough I ran to the temple on Waterloo Street And prayed with Amitabha. We live here in Singapore. We all used to have nothing. We're much better now But we appreciate everything we have today. We live here in Singapore. And my cousin is coming back from San Francisco. Like a sparrow with a bamboo branch, Who always returns to where his home is. A little sparrow with a bamboo branch Look at the beautiful lady at the end of the street. The lady has a nice bun in her hair. And it is lined with flowers on both sides.