Текст и перевод песни Gloc-9 feat. Denise Barbacena - Hari Ng Tondo

Hari Ng Tondo

Kahit sa patalim kumapit, isang tuka, isang kahig
Ang mga kamay na may bahid ng galit
Kasama sa buhay na minana, isang maling akala
Na ang taliwas, kung minsan ay tama

Ang hari ng Tondo, hari ng Tondo
Baka mabansagan ka na hari ng Tondo
Hari ng Tondo, hari ng Tondo
Baka mabansagan ka na hari ng Tondo

May gatas ka pa sa labi
Gusto nang maghari dito sa Tondo?

Minsan, sa isang lugar sa Maynila
Maraming nangyayari, ngunit takot ang dilang
Sabihin ang lahat, animo'y kagat-kagat
Kahit itago'y 'di mo pwedeng pigilin ang alamat na umusbong
Kahit na madami ang ulupong
At halos hindi iba ang laya sa pagkakulong
Sa kamay ng iilan, umaabusong kikilan
Ang lahat ng pumalag, walang tanong ay kitilan ng buhay

Hukay, luha'y magpapatunay
Na kahit hindi makulay, kailangang magbigay-pugay
Sa kung sino ang lamang, mga bitukang halang
At kung wala kang alam ay yumuko ka na lang
Hanggang sa may nagpasiya na sumalungat sa agos
Wasakin ang mga kadena na s'yang gumagapos
Sa kuwento na mas astig pa sa bagong tahi ng lonta
Sabay-sabay nating hawiin ang tabing na tolda

Kahit sa patalim kumapit, isang tuka, isang kahig
Ang mga kamay na may bahid ng galit
Kasama sa buhay na minana, isang maling akala
Na ang taliwas, kung minsan ay tama

Ang hari ng Tondo, hari ng Tondo
Baka mabansagan ka na hari ng Tondo
Hari ng Tondo, hari ng Tondo
Baka mabansagan ka na hari ng Tondo

Sino ang may sabi sa inyong pumasok kayo sa teritoryo ko?
Amin ang lupang ito
Hindi, kay Asiong!

Nilusong ang kanal na sa pangalan n'ya'y tumawag
Alang-alang sa iba, 'tsaka na muna ang paawat
Sa maling nagagawa na tila nagiging tama
Ang tunay na may kailangan ang s'yang pinatatamasa
Lahat sila'y takot, nakakapaso ang 'yong galit
Mga bakal na may nagbabagang tinggang papalit-palit
Sa hangin na masangsang, nakakapanghina ang nana
At hindi mo matanggal na para bang sima ng panang nakakulawit

Subalit sa kabila ng lahat
Ay ang halimuyak lamang ng nag-iisang bulaklak
Ang s'yang tanging naghahatid sa kanya sa katinuan
At hindi ipagpapalit sa kahit na sino man
Ngunit nang dumating ang araw na gusto na n'yang talikuran
Ay huli na ang lahat, at sa kamay ng kaibigan
Ipinasok ang tingga, tumulo ang dugo sa lonta
Ngayon, alam n'yo na ang kuwento ni Asiong Salonga

Kahit sa patalim kumapit, isang tuka, isang kahig
Ang mga kamay na may bahid ng galit
Kasama sa buhay na minana, isang maling akala
Na ang taliwas, kung minsan ay tama

Ang hari ng Tondo, hari ng Tondo
Baka mabansagan ka na hari ng Tondo
Hari ng Tondo, hari ng Tondo
Baka mabansagan ka na hari ng Tondo

King of Tondo

Even if it means clinging to a knife, one peck, one scratch
The hands that are stained with anger
Part of the life inherited, a misconception
That what is contrary, sometimes is right

The king of Tondo, king of Tondo
You might be called the king of Tondo
King of Tondo, king of Tondo
You might be called the king of Tondo

You still have milk on your lips
You want to rule here in Tondo?

Once, in a place in Manila
Many things happen, but the tongue is afraid
To tell everything, as if it were bitten
Even if you hide it, you can't stop the legend that sprang up
Even though there are many vipers
And freedom is almost no different from imprisonment
In the hands of a few, abusive scoundrels
All those who fought back, were killed without question

Graves, tears will prove
That even if it's not colorful, you have to pay tribute
To whoever prevails, greedy vultures
And if you don't know anything, just bow down
Until someone decided to go against the flow
Destroy the chains that bind him
In a story that's more awesome than a newly sewn patch
Let's all sweep away the curtain of the tent

Even if it means clinging to a knife, one peck, one scratch
The hands that are stained with anger
Part of the life inherited, a misconception
That what is contrary, sometimes is right

The king of Tondo, king of Tondo
You might be called the king of Tondo
King of Tondo, king of Tondo
You might be called the king of Tondo

Who told you to enter my territory?
This land is ours
No, it's Asiong's!

They trampled on the canal that called his name
For the sake of others, let the weak be trampled first
The wrongdoings that seem to become right
Those who truly need are the ones who are made to suffer
They're all afraid, your anger is scorching
Hot iron bars that are interchangeable
In the rancid air, the stench is weakening
And you can't remove it, it's like the mucus of a hanging snail

But on the other side of it all
Is the fragrance of a single flower
The only one that brings him to his senses
And he wouldn't trade it for anyone
But when the day came that he wanted to turn away
It was too late, and at the hands of a friend
The lead entered, blood dripped onto the patch
Now you know the story of Asiong Salonga

Even if it means clinging to a knife, one peck, one scratch
The hands that are stained with anger
Part of the life inherited, a misconception
That what is contrary, sometimes is right

The king of Tondo, king of Tondo
You might be called the king of Tondo
King of Tondo, king of Tondo
You might be called the king of Tondo