Cendol /ˈtʃɛndɒl/ is a traditional dessert originating from Southeast Asia which is popular in Indonesia,Malaysia,Singapore, Brunei, Cambodia, Vietnam, Thailand and Burma.
Indonesian dictionary describes cendol as a snack made from rice flour and other ingredients that are formed by filters, then mixed with palm sugar and coconut milk (for beverage). There is a popular belief in Indonesia that the name "cendol" is related to, and originated from, the word jendol, in reference to the swollen green worm-like rice flour jelly; in Javanese, Sundanese, Indonesian and Malay, jendol means "bump," "bulge," or "swollen." In most parts of Indonesia, cendol refer to the green rice flour jelly; while the concoction of that green rice flour jellies with coconut milk, shaved ice, areca palm sugar and sometimes diced jackfruit is called es cendol or dawet (in Central and East Java).
In Vietnam, this worm-like rice flour concoction is called bánh lọt or "fall through cake". Bánh lọt is a common ingredient in a Vietnamese dessert drink called chè, or more commonly chè ba màu. In Thailand it is called lot chong (Thai: ลอดช่อง) which can be translated as "gone through a hole", indicating the way it is made by pressing the warm dough through a sieve into a container of cold water. In Burma it is known as mont let saung or မုန့်လက်ဆောင်း. In Cambodia, it is known as lot.
[lead: Durfy]
In another place and time
A young man on a quest for knowledge
Traveled far a wide all across the land
But the road ahead was full of danger
He never dreamed of the risks he'd find
As he traveled this road of earth and sand
Now he fights on
Struggles to survive day by day
Eternal champion
To the gods of chaos doeth he pray
Warrior from a race of evil
Savior is what he wants to be
Wanderer he travels on forever
Tries to find that which he doeth seek
He gets so close but still too far
Always fall short of his goal
Determination drives him on and on
From a magic blade he gets his power
As it drink the souls of his enemies
Longs to return to a home that's so far gone
Always travelling
Hoping that one day he'll see his home
Self-banished emperor
For how much longer must he roam?
[repeat chorus]
He left his love behind
His cousin rules his land
As he faces death everywhere he turns
He tries to find the answers
That he has yet to find
The flame of conviction in his soul burns
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