Paroles et traduction Gloc-9 - Balak Ni Syke

Balak Ni Syke

Kung may alak may balak
Lasing sa kasalukuyan ngunit malaman ang ala-ala
Gising at kasulukuyang malala na
Nadala na sa nakaraang magdamag na baon sa pagtulog
Bukas ang bakas ay may babaon sa limot
Eto ang mga kwento ng makata
Basahin ang mga nasa gitna ng talata
Siksik na parang delata, seksi pang dalaga
Sorry di na ako binata
Ang mga kwento ng makata
Inumpisahan sa tulang pinamagatang Balak
Isinulat na walang alak
Laman lamang ng utak ang pinadaloy sa panulat
Laman ng puso ang pangmulat na walang panggulat
Simple lang, kabado, easy lang
Kung busy, ngisi lang
Ngayon ang panahon ng pagbubuhat ng sariling bangko, keri lang
Di mo kailangan mag Ingles para malaman nilang matalino ka
Di rin naman kailangan managalog para malaman nilang Pilipino ka
Pilipino ka, kalabaw ka hindi ka baka
Hindi ka mansanas kundi mangga
At wag mo nang asahan datnan ang panahong tatangos ang iyong ilong
Tsong hindi ka puti, kayumanggi ang kulay mo
Mahalaga kung ano ang kaya mong gawin
Gawing magaling, tinitibok ng bawat damdamin ang gawang magaling
Sumigaw kung kailangan na mailabas ang nagbabagang galit sa dibdib
Ngunit sunog na ang daigdig sa mga sinasabing walang silbi
Kaya nakasalpak sa mga manhid ang panawid gutom, kumakalam ang tenga
Nakasalampak sa sahig ang mga patay-gutom, said walang kumakalinga
May mga pantas na di malaman ang tungo
Hindi puso kundi nguso ang panturo
Naging sinungaling ang mga labi ng mga bagong saling-lahi
Di pa huli ang lahat, hawiin ang ulam nakakabulag
Kini mao ang akong balak at ang balak namin ni Gloc
Maging makabuluhan ang pagkaguluhan ng nangagarap

Balak Ni Syke

If there's alcohol, there's a poem
Drunk in the present but knowing the memories
Awake and currently severe
Carried away by the previous night that was buried in sleep
Tomorrow the scar will be buried in oblivion
These are the stories of the poet
Read what's between the lines
Jam-packed like sardines, even sexier than a young maiden
Sorry, I'm not a bachelor anymore
The stories of the poet
Started with a poem entitled Balak
Written without alcohol
Only the contents of the brain flowed through the pen
The contents of the heart is the awakening that has no fear
Simple, just be relaxed, just easy
If you're busy, just grin
Now is the time to carry your own bank, you can do it
You don't need to speak English for them to know you're smart
Nor do you need to speak Filipino for them to know you're a Filipino
You are a Filipino, you are a buffalo not a cow
You are not an apple but a mango
And don't expect the time to come when your nose will become aquiline
Dude, you're not white, your color is brown
What matters is what you can do
Do it well, every good work pulses with every emotion
Scream if you need to let out the burning anger in your chest
But the world is already burning with those who are said to be useless
So the senseless are plugged with the hunger reliever, their ears are numb
The starving are slumped on the floor, said nobody cares
There are wise men who don't know where they're going
Not their hearts but their mouths point the way
The lips of the new generation have become liars
It's not too late, sweep away the blinding dish
This is my plan and the plan of Gloc
Let the confusion of those who have dreams be meaningful