Paroles et traduction Iwan Fals - Mereka Ada Di Jalan

Mereka Ada Di Jalan

Pukul tiga sore hari
Di jalan yang belum jadi
Aku melihat anak-anak kecil
Telanjang dada, telanjang kaki
Asyik mengejar bola

Kuhampiri, kudekati
Lalu duduk di tanah yang lebih tinggi
Agar lebih jelas lihat dan rasakan
Semangat mereka, keringat mereka
Dalam memenangkan permainan

Ramang kecil, Kadir kecil
Menggiring bola di jalanan
Ruli kecil, Riki kecil
Lika-liku jebolkan gawang

Tiang gawang puing-puing
Sisa bangunan yang tergusur
Tanah lapang hanya tinggal cerita
Yang nampak mata hanya
Para pembual saja

Anak kota tak mampu beli sepatu
Anak kota tak punya tanah lapang
Sepak bola menjadi barang yang mahal
Milik mereka yang punya uang saja
Dan sementara kita di sini di jalan ini

Bola kaki dari plastik
Ditendang mampir ke langit
Pecahlah sudah kaca jendela hati
Sebab terkena bola
Tentu bukan salah mereka

Roni kecil, Heri kecil
Gaya samba sodorkan bola
Nobon kecil, Juki kecil
Jegal lawan amankan gawang
Cipto kecil, Suwadi kecil
Tak-tik tik-tak terinjak paku
Yudo kecil, Paslah kecil
Terkam bola jatuh menangis

They Are on the Street

3 p.m.
On an unfinished road
I saw children
Bare-chested, barefoot
Chasing a ball

I approached them, drew near
And sat on higher ground
To better see and feel
Their spirit, their sweat
In winning the game

Little Ramang, little Kadir
Dribbling the ball in the streets
Little Ruli, little Riki
Weaving and dodging to score a goal

Goalposts made of rubble
Remnants of demolished buildings
Open fields are just a story
All that's left are
Boastful politicians

City kids can't afford shoes
City kids don't have fields to play on
Soccer has become a luxury
Only for the wealthy
And while we're here in the street

A plastic soccer ball
Arcs into the sky
Shattering the windowpane of my heart
Hit by the ball
Certainly not their fault

Little Roni, little Heri
Samba style, passing the ball
Little Nobon, little Juki
Intercepting opponents, protecting the goal
Little Cipto, little Suwadi
Tactics, teamwork, stepping on a nail
Little Yudo, little Paslah
Tackling the ball, falling and crying