Lyrics and translation Ron Henley - Mana

Mana

Sa musika ako unang nalulong
Sa kwarto maghapong nagpapatugtog, nagkukulong
Akala ng iba baliw kasi mag-isang bumubulong
Di lang nila alam na minsan pag sinusumpong
Ng mga salitang pulu-pulutong
Isip ko di mapigilang tumugon
Lalong-lalo na nung narinig ko yung
"Way I Am" ni Eminem, tangina men ang galing din!
Sabay kuha ng itim na ballpen,
Sinubukan kong itugma yung dingding sa tingting,
Ganun din sa singsing, chedeng,
Ineng, maging sa bling-bling, bitin parin
Problema ko pa kung alin ang gagamitin at pano pagkokone-konektahin
Teka meron lang akong tetestingin, baka kako magawa kong perpiken
Pinagpuyatan kong hinanap ang liwanag sa
Nilalakaran kong lansangan kung san ang dilim-dilim
Sinubukan kong tumikim-tikim, umupo, umubo ako, ehem-ehem
Kusang nagpakita yung talang nagturo sa
Bagong silang na supling dun sa Betlehem
Ika-dalawampu ng Mayo, mil nobesyentos otsentay sais
Mag-aalas siyete ng gabi, may nanay na ire ng ire, pawis na pawis
Abong isinaboy padala mula sa kometa nung dito sa planeta dumaplis
Tibok ng puso'y bumilis,
Senyales na araw ng martes ang labas ko ng matris
Matinding liwanag ang aking nasipat
Kahit mata'y di ko pa maidilat, kaligayahan ang aking agimat
Alam kong ligtas ako sa kanyang balikat
At atat nakong makita ang araw,
Sa kanyang paglubog at sa kanyang pagsikat
Buwan-buwan ma'y palipat-palipat
Pero tandaang pag gabi, may bituing kumukutitap
Ako yung toothpick nangarap maging banana cue stick
Turo ng mga mapaglarong daliri ni Ludwig
Kwaderno ko'y parang naging
Pinagsama-samang pisara nila Da Vinci at Euclid
Marami-raming punit,
Inaral ko ilang ulit ngunit di ko nagawang maging bihasa sa pagguhit
Di ko namamalayang may mga larawang
Maipipinta sa tala-talatang letrang aking naiukit
Gusto mo ba ng kakaibang romansa?
Yung tipong mapapasayaw ka ng cha-cha
Pagkatapos kong isawsaw tong taco sayong salsa
Mula Marikina, dumayo ng Tanza
Tapos bumisitang Pasacao at Naga
Pinakita sakin ang Pasig at Qc para
Sabihin lang na wag mawalan ng Pag-Asa
Makauwi na nga sa amin
Pero bago ang lahat, magdudugo muna dun sa bahaging
Dibdib bakasakaling marinig ninyo ang pahaging, masabing
Ito'y tagos sa damdamin
Pwes tsob, tsa, tagilid, aken
Subukan mong languyin ang lalim, wag mo ng hintayin
Pulikatin, at maging pagkaen
Ng mga butanding sa baybayin ng Lingayen
Naisip ko sa kanto, sinulat ko sa banyo
Pangarap ko lang marinig sa radyo
Nakakapanibago
Nakakapagtaka biglang bait ng mga tao
Mga nakahaing nakakaengganyo
Oo may kontrata na tayo
Kaya ngayon pano, napapraning nako,,
Magpapabiktima ba'ko
Sa mga maiitim nilang plano
Bigyan nyoko ng patas na laban
Wag nyo naman kunin lahat ng laman sa menudo
Baka matira sakin patatas at sarsa na lamang
Sa dumi ng pulitika di na kaya ng ilang sabon
Umabot nako ng dalawampu't syam na
Taon, sistema'y bulok parin hanggang ngayon
Nagtanim ako sa isang bakanteng
Lupain, di ko akalaing may makakapansin
Tapos nung may nakarating andami
Rin palang magmamagaling, makikiangkin
Madalang ko lang silang nakikita nung ako'y gumagapang
Kaso nung ako'y nakatayo na sa sarili
Kong paa, sasabihin ng iba yumayabang
Wag mokong husgahan
Di pa kita nakakasalamuha sa damuhan, itigil mo na yan
Di ka nga gumagamit pero ugali mo'y adik sayang naman
Kung ako sayo itira mo nalang
Wala na bang matinong kausap
Tira nila'y dakdakan, akin nama'y hook shoot
Kung gusto mo ng pataasan ng talon, sige mauna ka don sa rooftop
Makaramdam ka naman ng dagok sa bumbunan
Parang kinukunan habang pinupugutan
Mga kalawanging pako na galing impyerno ang pinaghuhugutan
Pinagtagpi-tagpi kong barong, pinaghalu-halong kahoy, bakal at gulong
Limas pati pinaghirapan kong bubong
Gusto nila sa kahon ako ikulong,
Di naman kasya ang mga tulad kong annunaki don
Tuyong-tuyo ako noong Pasko, Bagong Taon ako ay napadaing
Sana sa Mahal na Araw,
Punuin Nya yung salin ng aking balde-baldeng panalangin
Nagrolyo ako ng papel, hindi pambalot
Wag kang matakot, alam kong di ka madamot
Umaasa lang akong makalibreng batok
"Bakit ba nandito to? ang agresibo mo
Ito na yung kapiraso ng lupang kinita mo
Diba hiningi mo to?
Pero pano mo mapapatunayang sayo, eh wala ka ngang titulo"
Kung ipagpapatuloy ko to, aabutin tayo ng umaga
Humanda ka! makukuha ko rin naman yung
Dapat ay sa akin, parating na yung mana...

Inheritance

It was music that first captivated me,
Spending days locked in my room, just playing tunes you see.
Others thought I was crazy, mumbling alone they'd say,
Little did they know, when inspiration would come my way,
With words flooding my mind,
My thoughts just couldn't be confined.
Especially when I first heard,
"Way I Am" by Eminem, damn girl, that was the word!
Grabbing a black ballpoint pen,
I tried rhyming the walls with the fence, then,
The ring, the car, even,
My dear, with the bling-bling, it still felt barren.
My problem was choosing which words to use and how to connect them just right,
Wait, I have an idea, maybe I can make it perfect, tight.
I spent sleepless nights searching for light within the,
Streets I walked, where darkness would always win.
I tried different approaches, sat down, coughed, ahem-ahem,
The muse appeared, guiding me to the,
Newborn child in Bethlehem.
Twentieth of May, nineteen eighty-six,
Seven in the evening, my mother pushing hard, in a fix.
Ashes scattered, sent from a comet that grazed this planet's face,
My heartbeat quickened,
A sign that Tuesday was the day I'd leave my mother's embrace.
I saw an intense light,
Even though my eyes couldn't open yet, happiness was my guiding might.
I knew I was safe in her arms,
And I was eager to see the sun's charms,
As it sets and as it rises,
Month after month, it changes its disguises.
But remember, when night falls, there's a star that twinkles above.
I was the toothpick dreaming of becoming a banana cue stick,
Guided by Ludwig's playful fingertips,
My notebook became,
A fusion of Da Vinci and Euclid's blackboard frames.
So many torn pages,
I practiced countless times, but drawing wasn't one of my stages.
I didn't realize there were images,
I could paint with the words and letters I'd meticulously carve with ease.
Do you want a different kind of romance?
The kind that makes you want to cha-cha dance?
After I dip this taco in your salsa,
From Marikina, I traveled to Tanza,
Then visited Pasacao and Naga,
They showed me Pasig and QC just to say,
"Never lose Hope" along the way.
Time to go home,
But before I do, let me bleed a little from the zone,
In my chest, hoping you'll hear the hint and say it's,
Touching your soul within.
Well, bam, boom, it's mine, I win.
Try to swim its depths, don't wait to,
Get itchy and become the prey,
Of whale sharks on Lingayen's bay.
Conceived on the corner, written in the bathroom stall,
My dream is just to hear it on the radio, that's all.
It's strange,
It's surprising how suddenly people have changed.
Tempting offers laid out on a tray,
Yes, we have a contract, it's true, I say,
So now what, I'm getting paranoid, you see,
Will I become a victim,
Of their dark schemes, meant for me?
Give me a fair fight, I plead,
Don't take all the meat from the menudo, I need to feed.
Maybe I'll be left with just potatoes and sauce indeed,
The dirt of politics, no amount of soap can make it recede.
I've reached twenty-nine,
Years, the system's still rotten, a constant decline.
I planted seeds on vacant,
Land, I didn't think anyone would understand.
Then when word got around, so many,
Came to act like experts, trying to claim what's mine, it's uncanny.
I rarely saw them when I was crawling on the floor,
But now that I stand on my own two feet, they say I'm a bore,
That I'm arrogant, they roar.
Don't judge me, I implore,
You haven't walked a mile in my shoes on the grass, stop this charade, for sure.
You don't even use, but your attitude's like an addict, what a waste, it's pure.
If I were you, I'd save it,
Is there no one left to have a decent conversation?
Their leftovers are for feasting, mine is a hook shot, a demonstration.
If you want a jumping contest, go ahead, take the rooftop initiation.
Feel the blow to your head, a sensation,
Like being filmed while being beheaded, a gruesome creation.
My words are rusty nails from hell, a brutal presentation.
My patchwork barong, a mix of wood, steel, and tire, a frustration,
File and my hard-earned roof, an aspiration.
They want to lock me in a box, it's true,
But beings like me, the Annunaki, wouldn't fit in there, boo.
I was bone dry on Christmas, on New Year's I lamented my plight,
Hoping that on Holy Week,
He would fill my bucket overflowing with blessings, shining bright.
I rolled a paper, not for wrapping, no,
Don't be afraid, I know you're not stingy, yo.
I just hope for a free hit, a blow,
"Why is this here? You're so aggressive, bro.
This is the piece of land you earned, you know.
Didn't you ask for this flow?
But how can you prove it's yours, you have no title, though?"
If I continue this, we'll be here till morning light,
Get ready! I'll get what's rightfully,
Mine, the inheritance is coming, hold on tight...