Rooftop Tantra, Kuala Lumpur (english)

(ahhhh) (mmm-mmm) Up on the thirty-fourth floor,

the warm air sighs Looking over the edge,

under tropical skies

Two steel giants rising up so high

Silver needles piercing through the velvet sky (yeah)

Oh, Kuala Lumpur, you shine so bright

Twin towers gleaming in the sultry night

From this rooftop bar,

the world is small

Holding my glass, watching the shadows fall

Ice melts slowly

in my collins glass While the city down below is moving so

fast

But up here in the breeze,

we take our time

Two souls suspended in a rhythm and rhyme (ooh-yeah)

Lost in the silver glow

Kuala Lumpur...

(mmm, so beautiful)