Paroles et traduction Ical Mosh - Sandiwara Dunia

Sandiwara Dunia

Haaa

Lemah kaki aku melangkah
Di bawah panas mentari
Kudrat dan jasad mula rebah
Tat kala nafsu menari

Di pentas agong duniawi
Watak penipu menghampiri
Kau dan aku
Siapa yang tersungkur harap bangun kembali

Dulu-dulu kita pernah impi
Mahu rumah besar
Kereta mewah tersusun rapi di garasi
Kita senyum lebar

Mahu makan makanan orang kaya
Mahu bergaya bagai orang kaya
Mahu pandu kereta orang kaya
Pendek kata orang kaya hantu empire

Tapi semakin aku kenal hidup
Ku faham apa itu nikmat
Dan dari wang boleh tukar yang baik jadi jahat

Jangan sampai terkunci
Dengan helah dunia
Bila kau jadi hamba
Diperguna sampai mati

Ohh yeah

Dan pabila aku mati
Aku mahu jadi macam P.Ramlee
Persetankan ini industri

Ohh yeah

Dan pabila aku mati
Aku pasti lagu aku tak mati
Sebab ini realiti

Ohh yeah

Dan pabila aku mati
Aku mahu jadi macam P.Ramlee
Persetankan ini industri

Ohh yeah

Dan pabila aku mati
Aku pasti lagu aku tak mati
Sebab ini realiti

Ohh yeah

Sesuap nasi dilorong
Sesuap dijalanan
Sesuap hasil membohong
Agar perut tak lagi kelaparan

Sesuap di premis judi
Hotel dan rumah tumpangan
Lepas sehari berkerja pulang balik tidur tepi kaki jalan

Sudah tua tiada harta
Cuma ada duit KWSP
Itu pun jikalau umur kau panjang
Untuk kepentingan anak dan juga istri

Semasa hayat
Dikerah dimaki kerja berat dalam industry
Lepas jadi mayat
Baru kau dikenang baru dapat gelaran Tan Sri

Ini sandiwara
Dunia dunia dunia dunia

Jangan tanya aku dimana letaknya keadilan
Jikalau kau masih lagi sokong sistem perhindasan

Ohh yeah

Dan pabila aku mati
Aku mahu jadi macam P.Ramlee
Persetankan ini industri

Ohh yeah

Dan pabila aku mati
Aku pasti lagu aku tak mati
Sebab ini realiti

Ohh yeah

Dan pabila aku mati
Aku mahu jadi macam P.Ramlee
Persetankan ini industri

Ohh yeah

Dan pabila aku mati
Aku pasti lagu aku tak mati
Sebab ini realiti

Ohh yeah

Theatrical World

Haaa

My legs go weak as I walk
Under the scorching sun
My soul and body begin to collapse
As my passions dance

On the great stage of the world
A deceptive character approaches
You and I
Who stumbles, gets up and hopes again

Once upon a time we had dreams
Of wanting a big house
Fancy cars parked neatly in the garage
We smile broadly

Wanting to eat the food of the rich
Wanting to act like the rich
Wanting to drive the rich man's car
In short, the rich man's phantom empire

But the more I get to know life
I understand what bliss is
And how money can change good into evil

Don't get locked up
By the world's tricks
When you become a slave
Used to death

Ohh yeah

And when I die
I want to be like P.Ramlee
To hell with this industry

Ohh yeah

And when I die
I'm sure my song won't die
Because this is reality

Ohh yeah

And when I die
I want to be like P.Ramlee
To hell with this industry

Ohh yeah

And when I die
I'm sure my song won't die
Because this is reality

Ohh yeah

A mouthful of rice in the alleyway
A mouthful in the street
A mouthful of lies
So that your stomach won't be hungry anymore

A mouthful at the gambling premises
Hotel and boarding house
After a day's work, going back to sleep on the side of the road

When you're old, you have no possessions
You only have EPF money
That is, if you live long enough
For the benefit of the children and the wife

While you're alive
You're yelled at to work hard in industry
After you're a corpse
Only then will you be remembered, only then will you be given the title of Tan Sri

This is a charade
The world, the world, the world, the world

Don't ask me where justice lies
If you still support the exploitative system

Ohh yeah

And when I die
I want to be like P.Ramlee
To hell with this industry

Ohh yeah

And when I die
I'm sure my song won't die
Because this is reality

Ohh yeah

And when I die
I want to be like P.Ramlee
To hell with this industry

Ohh yeah

And when I die
I'm sure my song won't die
Because this is reality

Ohh yeah