Текст и перевод песни Doel Sumbang - Syirik

Syirik

Sok aya éta téh, nya?
Jelema modél kieu yeuh
Lamun urang meunang milk gedé
Jol nyampeurkeun ka urang téh
"Aduh, ngiring bingah"
"Ngiring atoh, ngiring bagja"

Lamun seug mah bener
Perasaannana kitu, wah, hadé pisan
Tapi lolobana nyaritakeun téh bari panas éta téh

Geus panas, terus timbul wéh syirik
Terus begitu balik, nanyakeun ka babaturanna
"Nyegik si éta téh mereun nya?"

Sok aya éta téh bahasa model kitu téh, Mang Usép, tah
Apal meureun Mang Usep mah nya?
Ah, aya-aya waé

Gaduh cepil, seueur dadangu
Gaduh lambey, seueur carios
Padamelan pa ting haréwos
Ribut-ribut soal artos (alah)

Lamun sobat leubeut ku banda
"Ngiring bingah", alah paribasa
Sing horéng geuning haténa
Renjul kawas tonggong onta

Ari bengeut nyanghareup
Tapi haté nunggelik
Bari uteuk pabeulit
Tungtungna jadi werejit
Amit-amit bararait (cuih!)

Diharudung ku syirik bidik
Disimbutan ku goréng sangka
Bacéo ka mana-mana
Ngarah batur milu ngéwa

Batur teu nyaho nanaon ogé, didongéngan geura
Isuk-isuk, beurang, soré, peuting
Supaya milu gelo, milu ngabangus

Mun urang enya, enya, rék milu sukur, milu bingah mah
Sing rido, tong maké jeung aya émbél-émbél
Ngiprit? Ka mana atuh ngiprit?
Nyegik? Di mana? Di guha mana?
Insaf

Rupa-rupa manusia, nya?

Gaduh cepil, seueur dadangu
Gaduh lambey, seueur carios
Padamelan pa ting haréwos
Ribut-ribut waé soal artos (artos batur deui)

Lamun batur leubeut ku banda
"Ngiring bingah", ukur paribasa
Sing horéng geuning haténa
Renjul kawas tonggong onta

Ari bengeut nyanghareup
Tapi haté nunggelik
Bari uteuk pabeulit
Tungtungna modél werejit
Amit-amit bararait (cuih!)

Diharudung ku syirik bidik
Disimbutan ku goréng sangka
Bacéo ka mana-mana
Ngarah batur milu ngéwa

Lamun partai mah nu kitu téh
Kampanyeu meureun, Mang Omén
Kampanyeu, yeuh, Usri, Usep, Upri
Atawa naon lah, teuing

Syirik

You know, they're like that?
These kinds of people, you know?
If we get rich
They come to us
“Oh, I'm so happy for you”
“I'm happy for you, I'm happy for you”

If their feelings are really
Like that, wow, that's great
But most of them talk with heat in their voice, you know

Already heated, then they become jealous
Then they go back, ask their friends
“Did he bribe her, you know?”

There are people who speak like that, Mang Usép, you know?
You know, Mang Usép, right?
Oh, they are something else

Having a little, a lot of talk
Having a lot, a lot of gossip
Always talking about work
Making a fuss about money (oh well)

If a friend is rich
“I’m happy for you”, just saying
Their hearts are actually
As hard as a camel's back

But their faces are friendly
But their hearts are envious
And their minds are tangled
They end up being crazy
The worst, they get carried away (pfft!)

They are veiled by jealousy
They are hidden by bad thoughts
They gossip everywhere
To make other people angry

Other people don't know anything, they are told stories
Morning, afternoon, evening, night
So they can be crazy, they can be envious

If we really, really want to be happy, we can be happy
Be kind, don't have any reason
Is it a bribe? Where is it?
Is it a bribe? Where? In which cave?
Be aware

Different kinds of people, you know?

Having a little, a lot of talk
Having a lot, a lot of gossip
Always talking about work
They always fuss about money (other people's money)

If other people are rich
“I’m happy for you”, just saying
Their hearts are actually
As hard as a camel's back

But their faces are friendly
But their hearts are envious
And their minds are tangled
They end up being crazy
The worst, they get carried away (pfft!)

They are veiled by jealousy
They are hidden by bad thoughts
They gossip everywhere
To make other people angry

If they're a political party, they're like that
Maybe campaigning, Mang Omén
Campaigning, you know, Usri, Usep, Upri
Or whatever, I don't know