{"id":438,"date":"2012-11-17T05:42:07","date_gmt":"2012-11-17T05:42:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/moemaka.org\/wp\/?p=438"},"modified":"2012-11-17T05:42:07","modified_gmt":"2012-11-17T05:42:07","slug":"our-true-burmese-singer-khin-maung-toe-junior-win","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/moemaka.net\/eng\/2012\/11\/our-true-burmese-singer-khin-maung-toe-junior-win\/","title":{"rendered":"Our True Burmese Singer \u2013 Khin Maung Toe (Junior Win)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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(Photo \u2013 Khin Maung Toe \u2013 our true Burmese singer \u2013 His sunglasses and his hair style were his always fashion of singing on stage with his songs together.)<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<\/h3>\n
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I was told, you were dead, my dear singer,<\/span><\/div>\n
I heard this bitter news and so to say how sorry I am.<\/span><\/div>\n
I remembered, how often I listened to your songs as the Burmese rhythms and beats,<\/span><\/div>\n
Calm and gentle as a mountain, you speak.<\/span><\/div>\n
Among the hiphop, rap and rock and roll,<\/span><\/div>\n
Your songs were always best and wonderful.<\/span><\/div>\n
\u2018MaharSuanThu\u2019(To the Unsympathetic and Insensitive Lass) and \u2018MyatThwe\u2019(Pearls)<\/span><\/div>\n
Were your famous lovely songs that I love still and listen in.<\/span><\/div>\n
And now that thou art lying at rest,<\/span><\/div>\n
But still thy pleasant voices alive to eternity,<\/span><\/div>\n
Sad mortality cannot oversway your lovely songs away.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

(Photo \u2013 Khin Maung Toe \u2013 our true Burmese singer \u2013 His sunglasses and his hair style were his always fashion of singing on stage with his songs together.) I was told, you were dead, my dear singer, I heard…<\/p>\n

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