Paroles et traduction Doel Sumbang - Catatan Selasa Malam

Catatan Selasa Malam

Celana butut, kemeja butut
Tampangnya butut, rambutnya kusut
Seorang lelaki jalan sendiri
Cengengesan ngomong sendiri
Selasa malam hari

Wanita malam, bodi lumayan
Menyapanya penuh kemesraan
Tawarkan diri harga tak tinggi
Lelaki mabok langsung membeli
Sesuai harga transaksi

Entah ke mana mereka pergi
Tinggalkan malam menjemput pagi
Mengusir dingin menggali hangat
Menuju surga menunggang laknat
Ulah manusia semakin gila
Mereka asyik dengan dosa-dosa
Tak sadar bahwa bagi dirinya
Mulut neraka makin menganga

Celana butut, kemeja butut

Celana butut, kemeja butut
Tampangnya butut, rambutnya kusut
Seorang lelaki jalan sendiri
Cengengesan ngomong sendiri
Selasa malam hari

Wanita malam, bodi lumayan
Menyapanya penuh kemesraan
Tawarkan diri harga tak tinggi
Lelaki mabok langsung membeli
Sesuai harga transaksi

Entah ke mana mereka pergi
Tinggalkan malam menjemput pagi
Mengusir dingin menggali hangat
Menuju surga menunggang laknat
Ulah manusia semakin gila
Mereka bangga dengan dosa-dosa
Tak sadar bahwa bagi dirinya
Mulut neraka makin menganga

Entah ke mana mereka pergi
Tinggalkan malam menjemput pagi
Mengusir dingin menggali hangat
Menuju surga menunggang laknat
Ulah manusia semakin gila
Mereka asyik dengan dosa-dosa
Tak sadar bahwa bagi dirinya
Mulut neraka makin menganga

Entah ke mana mereka pergi
Tinggalkan malam menjemput pagi
Mengusir dingin mencari hangat
Menuju surga menunggang laknat
Ulah manusia semakin gila
Mereka bangga dengan dosa-dosa
Tak sadar bahwa bagi dirinya
Mulut neraka makin menganga

Tuesday Night's Notes

Worn-out pants, a worn-out shirt
His looks are worn-out, his hair is tangled
A man walks alone
Grinning to himself
Tuesday night

A woman of the night, with a decent body
She greets him with great affection
Offers herself at a low price
The drunken man immediately buys
According to the transaction price

Who knows where they went
To leave the night and greet the morning
Driving away the cold, seeking warmth
Heading for heaven, riding on damnation
The actions of man grow increasingly insane
They revel in their sins
Unaware that for themselves
The mouth of hell yawns ever wider

Worn-out pants, a worn-out shirt

Worn-out pants, a worn-out shirt
His looks are worn-out, his hair is tangled
A man walks alone
Grinning to himself
Tuesday night

A woman of the night, with a decent body
She greets him with great affection
Offers herself at a low price
The drunken man immediately buys
According to the transaction price

Who knows where they went
To leave the night and greet the morning
Driving away the cold, seeking warmth
Heading for heaven, riding on damnation
The actions of man grow increasingly insane
They take pride in their sins
Unaware that for themselves
The mouth of hell yawns ever wider

Who knows where they went
To leave the night and greet the morning
Driving away the cold, seeking warmth
Heading for heaven, riding on damnation
The actions of man grow increasingly insane
They revel in their sins
Unaware that for themselves
The mouth of hell yawns ever wider

Who knows where they went
To leave the night and greet the morning
Driving away the cold, seeking warmth
Heading for heaven, riding on damnation
The actions of man grow increasingly insane
They take pride in their sins
Unaware that for themselves
The mouth of hell yawns ever wider