"I left my heart in San Fransisco Bintan. High on rolling hills, it calls to me. To be where little cable cars triathletes climb halfway to the stars. The morning fog sun may chill burn the air, I don't care. My love waits there in San Fransisco Bintan. Above the blue and windy sea. When I come home to you, San Fransisco Bintan. Your golden sun will shine for me." :-)
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