Текст и перевод песни Gloc-9 - Apatnapung Bara

Apatnapung Bara

Ikaw na naman, 'di ba kalalabas mo lang?
Kung magsulat ka ng kanta, para bang papasko lang
Tila lupang 'di tigang, sa letra mong bilang
Walang tigil sa pag-agos, pinapadulas mo lang
Hindi naman Super Lolo, pero bakit sumasabog
Ang lahat ng kuha mo, kahit 'di makapal ang apog?
Pinagmanhik-manaog, ibang klaseng Tagalog
Parang altapresyon sa kumakapal na batok

Tapos na ang biruan, walang pala-palabok
'Wag kang gumamit ng baldeng butas sa pagsalok
Magpahagod 'pag napagod, 'pag humagok, magpadagok
Laging handa sa pagsusulit kahit walang pasok
Ang bata na inaral ang a, ba, ka, da
E, ga, ha, i, la, ma, na, nga, o, pa, ra, sa, ta, u, wa, ya
Kung 'di makasabay sa aking makakaya
Bumaba ka sa aking pasada, mama, para

Ibalik ang bayad, sumayad ang speaker sa lakas
Ng tunog, lumubog ang mga mapangahas
Na humahamig, kahit na hangin lang ang kinahig
Nag-uunahan sa pagdampot ng putik at ipahid
Ako ang magaling, palaging sinisigaw
Sa loob ng kaing na may kalburo ang manggang hilaw
O kandilang tunaw, o itak na bingaw
'Pag pinagsama natin ang dalawa, oo, ikaw

Matagal-tagal na rin po akong nagtatampisaw
Sa tubig na kung minsan ay parang kanal sa hangin
Kaya may oras na parang gusto kong bumitaw
Ngunit, salamat sa hindi nagdadala sa akin
Pero aaminin ko, nakakapanghinayang
Lisanin ang trabaho na kailangan mong tibayan
Ang mukha mo, manibago, kabisado na tula 'to
Sa mukha mo, itaya mo, pati pato, ano 'ka mo?

Bawat CDng nabenta mo, wala pang limampiso
Ang babalik sa 'yo, teka, wala kang benepisyo
Pero ayos lang, kasi ito ang 'yong pinagdasal
'Di man kasing bango ng lahat ng nahahalal
Mga nakakarinig, sila ang sumatutal
Pagkakataong humukay ng panibagong bukal
Na humuhubog sa isip ng mga batang may pangarap
Kahit ano'ng mangyari, 'wag kang bibitaw sa yakap

Okay na 'yun 'di ba?

Dried Up Mud

You again, didn't you just come out?
When you write a song, it's like Christmas
Like the land that is not infertile, in your many lyrics
You keep the flow going, you just keep flowing
You're not Super Grandfather, so why is everything you write
So explosive, even when you don't have much force?
Seriously, you're a different kind of Filipino
Like a disease that makes necks fat

That's enough joking, no more nonsense
Don't scoop water with a bucket with holes
If you're tired, take a break, If you're thirsty, drink
Always ready for a test even when there's no school
The young kid who learned his abc's
E, g, h, i, l, m, n, ng, o, p, r, s, t, u, w, y
If you can't keep up with my flow
Get off my ride, ma'am, come on

Return the money, the speakers are blown from the intensity
Of the sound, the fearless ones have sunk
Who steal, even if all they take is air
Trying to pick up mud and slap it on
I'm the best, I always shout
Inside the shanty where the mangoes are unripe with carbide
Or a melting candle, or a broken knife
If you put the two together, yes, you

I've been thrashing for a long time now
In waters that sometimes are like a sewer in the air
That's why there are times when I want to let go
But, thanks to those who don't forsake me
But I'll admit, it's a waste
To give up on a job that you need to stick with
Your face has become familiar, this poem has been memorized
In your face, bet on it, even the ducks, what do you think?

Every CD you've sold, doesn't even reach fifty pesos
What will come back to you, wait, you don't have any benefits
But it's okay, because this is what you prayed for
You might not be as fragrant as everyone else who was elected
Those who listen, they are the ones who curse
The chance to dig a new well
That shapes the minds of children who have dreams
No matter what happens, don't let go of the hug

That's okay, right?