3/88 INYA (Memories of 1988 events)

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The following is the song called "3/88 INYA" composed by a Burmese students
for the memories of 1988 events.


                3/88 INYA

       While a breeze is frolicking 
       Over the glittering green INYA Lake
       In the place abound with lovers' kisses
       And anorous words ...........
       On the White Bridge marked 
       With two sets of our footprints ...........
       In INYA Lake wrapped with Sensational melodies and soft-dizzy feeling

       Left behind the unsympathetic deprived of kindness
       The bosom of the broken hearts' solace
       Turns into a battlefield
       Spots of blood on the White Bridge
       Reveal images at night 
       Like a water-lily swept by a wave,
       A sizzling sense of bitter grief
       Has surged on the (Inya)ground

       History of Inya has changed in March 1988
       Cool green waves have changed their color
       The little White Bridge is specked with blood
       (It will never turn into something old 
       Through the seasons change.) 
                 Oh Inya !................ 

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