[00:25.05]Walking through the streets of Amsterdam
[00:31.10]Half a pack of kreteks in my hand
[00:35.08]The rain smells like a woman
[00:40.28]That I knew long ago
[00:43.05]And I hope she’s happy
[00:45.33]Hope she’s doin’ grand
[00:49.91]
[01:13.43]The cyclones never seem to get this far
[01:18.46]
[01:19.45]They die out off the shores of Zanzibar
[01:24.79]
[01:25.51]And at night I watch the storm clouds
[01:28.61]Lighting up the sea
[01:31.56]And I wonder if she ever thinks of me
[01:36.93]Madalena
[01:40.65]There’s something in the way you held me
[01:49.35]But there’s not much left
[01:52.11]To hold onto anymore
[02:00.73]
[02:25.25]I’m older now
[02:27.11]My hair is turning gray
[02:31.15]A fixture at this crumbling café
[02:37.30]And I’m haunted by the memories
[02:39.98]Of the man I used to be
[02:42.67]‘Cause he took your love
[02:44.89]And threw it all away
[02:48.30]And Madalena…