Lyrics and translation Gloc 9 feat. Jeazell Grutas - Upuan

Upuan

Kayo po na nakaupo
Subukan niyo namang tumayo
At baka matanaw, at baka matanaw ninyo
Ang tunay na kalagayan ko (ganito kasi ′yan, eh)

Tao po, nandiyan po ba kayo sa loob
Ng malaking bahay at malawak na bakuran?
Mataas na pader, pinapaligiran
At nakapilang mga mamahaling sasakyan
Mga patay na laging bulong nang bulong
Wala namang kasal pero marami ang nakabarong
Lumakas man ang ulan ay walang butas ang bubong
Mga plato't kutsara na hindi kilala ang tutong

At ang kanin ay ′singputi ng gatas na nasa kahon
At kahit na hindi pasko, sa lamesa ay may hamon
Ang sarap sigurong manirahan sa bahay na ganyan
Sabi pa nila ay dito mo rin matatagpuan
Ang tao na nagmamay-ari ng isang upuan
Na 'pag may pagkakatao'y pinag-aagawan
Kaya naman hindi niya pinakakawalan
Kung makikita ko lamang, siya ay aking sisigawan

Kayo po na nakaupo
Subukan niyo namang tumayo
At baka matanaw, at baka matanaw ninyo
Ang tunay na kalagayan ko

Mawalang-galang lang po sa taong nakaupo
Alam niyo bang pangtakal ng bigas namin ay ′di puno?
Ang dingding ng bahay namin ay pinagtagpi-tagping yero
Sa gabi ay sobrang init na tumutunaw ng yelo
Na ′di kayang bilhin upang ilagay sa inumin
Pinakulong tubig sa lumang takuring uling-uling
Gamit ang panggatong na inanod lamang sa istero
Na nagsisilbing kusina sa umaga'y aming banyo

Ang aking inay na may kayamanang isang kaldero
Na nagagamit lang ′pag ang aking ama ay sumuweldo
Pero kulang na kulang pa rin, ulam na tuyo't asin
Ang singkuwenta pesos sa maghapo′y pagkakasiyahin
'Di ko alam kung talagang maraming harang
O mataas lang ang bakod o nagbubulag-bulagan lamang po kayo
Kahit sa dami ng pera niyo
Walang doktor na makapagpapalinaw ng mata niyo kaya-

′Wag kang masyadong halata
Bato-bato sa langit
Ang matamaa'y 'wag magalit, oh
Bato-bato, bato sa langit
Ang matamaan ay ′wag masyadong halata
′Wag kang masyadong halata
'Wag kang masyadong halata
′Wag kang masyadong halata

Upholstery

You over there sitting down
Try getting up
And maybe you will look around, maybe you will look around and see
The actual state that I am in (that is how it is, yeah)

Hey you, are you in there
In a big house with a big yard?
High walls, surrounding it
And a line of expensive cars
Dead people always whispering
No wedding but many in barongs
The rain falling hard, the roof has no holes
The plates and spoons do not know the cooking pot

And the rice is as white as milk in cartons
And even though it is not Christmas, the tables have ham
It should be nice living in a house like that
They say you can also find there
The person who owns the chair
That if given the chance, they will fight over
So they do not let go of it
If I could only see it, I will shout at it

You over there sitting down
Try getting up
And maybe you will look around, maybe you will look around and see
The actual state that I am in

With all due respect to the person sitting down
Do you know that the rice we use to eat has a container that is not full?
The walls of our house are made of scrap metal
It is very hot at night that the ice melts
And there is no money to buy some to put in our drinks
Water in an old kettle covered with soot
Using firewood I just got from the river
That is the kitchen, and when the morning comes, it will be our bathroom

The only cauldron my mother has
Is only used when my father gets his salary
But it is not enough, we eat dried fish and salt
We save our fifty pesos for the whole day
I do not know if the obstacles are too big
Or the fence is too tall or maybe you just pretend not to see
Even if you have so much money
There is no doctor who can cure your blindness, that is why-

Don't be so obvious
Stone-stone in the sky
Whoever gets hit, do not get mad, oh
Stone-stone, stone in the sky
Whoever gets hit, do not be so obvious
Do not be so obvious
Do not be so obvious
Do not be so obvious