Stuck in traffic day by day
Clouds wrap ’round Mount Santubong
Try’s I might, try as I may
English pantuns come out wrong
So steep her slopes, so tall her trees
Morning mists around her clung
Our band set out, yes just us three
Son, Dad, myself, up Santubong
Fairies dance upon yon mount
Legend that’s been put to song
Dad ripped his toe: on that account
We could not crest fair Santubong
Raised above my commute each day
Face freshly painted: Santubong
My son and I couldn’t stay away
Try ‘gain out with some guys we hung
Full of strength, bright handsome face
My pride, my sun, anak sulong
Son at my side we walked apace
We reached the top of Santubong
English Pantun? S’pose you could
But Malay words kena tolong
‘Cause nothing rhymes so very good
When faced with Princess Santubong
