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Um ba ba (x10) Cikgu Istamam, Cikgu Istamam Cikgu Istamam,

Ring, ring, Cikgu Istamam ,


Recess time is up! (x2) Ring, ring, Cikgu Istamam,
Cikgu Istamam, Cikgu Istamam Cikgu Istamam
Faster everyone! Cikgu Azli is coming!
[Cikgu Istamam, says]
Whoever goes into the class later than me will get I, will not give up.
a ‘swing’! I, will make this school the top.

Run! Run! Teachers, teachers, teachers.


They come in many styles, like this.....
Boys and girls, [Individual actions]
Can you remember all of your teachers?
Well, good teachers, funny teachers or special Guys, who is that new teacher in that new car?
teachers? Who else, Cikgu Azmil !
The slim and tall teacher?
Today, Cikgu Mahalim!
We stand here, to talk about our teachers. The funny teacher?
Shhhhhhhhhhhhh..... Teacher Logesh!
Guys, listen! The pretty teacher?
Cikgu Halijah!
Teachers, The handsome teacher? Ooh.....
Are the burning candles that light our life, Girls, a, a, a.....
The sunshine after the rain, Jealous.....
The wind beneath our wings.
Teacher says,
They are our coaches, Teacher goes,
Our fathers Teacher smiles,
Our mothers, Teacher knows.
Our friends,
Our everything! No teachers, no careers,
No careers, no futures.
Hello, Arif , UPSR result just came out.
My scored 6 As! I want to be an engineer,
Really? I want to be a doctor,
Yes! I want to be a lawyer,
I want to be a minister,
Because of who? I want to be a billionaire,
Our teachers! And, I want to be a professional dancer.

From kindergarten to primary school, A dream will remain a dream,


From secondary school to the college. It will not be realized without our teachers.
There is always someone behind these stages. Really?
Who? Yes.....
Our teachers!
No matter how much or how little teachers have
A school without teachers is not a school. done,
And, we, without our teachers, are going to be They always deserve our respects.
fools!
Teachers,
No teachers, no knowledge, Are the ones who paint our minds,
No knowledge, no privilege, And guide our thoughts,
No privilege, there’ll be outrage! Share our achievements,
And advise our faults.
Ring, ring,
Hello, Cikgu Istamam , wah..... For the dawn of each poet,
You scored straight As, Each philosopher and king,
Thank you, thank you! Begins with a teacher,
And the wisdom they bring.
Ring, ring,
Hello, Cikgu Istamam ,
My daughter, Siti, is so fragile.
Please always take care of her ya.....

Ring, ring,
Hello, Cikgu Istamam , wah.....
Your cikgu ah, dare to give my son ‘kueh tiaw’!

Ring, ring Cikgu Istamam,,


Ring, ring, Cikgu Istamam,

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