Orang Macam Aku - Ical Mosh перевод на английский

Orang Macam Aku

Sangkakala on the track

Kediaman aku bukan rumah mewah
Makanan aku level orang bawah
Kadang berlauk, kadang hanya kuah
But, aku rasa aku ini bertuah

Terkadang aku renung nasib orang lain
Hidup susah walau buat habis rajin
Kalau tak mahu bantu
Jangan kau hina orang-orang macam aku

Aku kenal satu makcik
Menyara keluarganya dengan berniaga
Di kaki lima jalanan ibukota
Jual nasi lemak tak pernah cuti berkerja

Tapi, malang tak berbau, kedainya disapu
Menangis merayu hilang perasaan malu
Disaksikan manusia kejam
Ada yang simpati dan ada yang tukang rakam

Lain pula ceritanya dengan satu ibu tunggal
Besarkan anaknya, suaminya lama ditinggal
Kerana gila perempuan seberang
Kini hidup tak bersuami, tapi lebih tenang

Di lorong gelap hanyir dia jual dadah
Alasan zaman kini cari kerja susah
Di hari siang masyarakat semua ludah
Di malam hari menangis atas sejadah

Kediaman aku bukan rumah mewah
Makanan aku level orang bawah
Kadang berlauk, kadang hanya kuah
But, aku rasa aku ini bertuah

Terkadang aku renung nasib orang lain
Hidup susah walau buat habis rajin
Kalau tak mahu bantu
Jangan kau hina orang-orang macam aku

Aku tak perlukan pakaian yang rapi
Apa yang ku mampu, aku pakai tiap hari
Disetiap langkah ku always berhati hati
Cuz tak mungkin esok aku tahu apa jadi

Ada yang mahu jadi "Runner"
Ada yang mahu berniaga
Ada yang kata niat tak halalkan cara
But, yang haram je pilihan sedia ada

Main kejar kejar dengan pak polisi
Lumrah orang susah sebahagian dari kondisi
Aku datang niat pecahkan tradisi
Setiap penulisanku cetuskan revolusi

Aku pasti dan aku yakin
Setiap orang kaya itu berasal dari miskin
Cuma nasib jika terpilih
Kalau takde nasib sampai mati disembelih

Kediaman aku bukan rumah mewah
Makanan aku level orang bawah
Kadang berlauk, kadang hanya kuah
But, aku rasa aku ini bertuah

Terkadang aku renung nasib orang lain
Hidup susah walau buat habis rajin
Kalau tak mahu bantu
Jangan kau hina orang-orang macam aku

The Person Like Me

Sangkakala on the track

My home is not a luxury house
My food is for lower class
Sometimes with side dishes, sometimes only sauce
But I feel that I'm lucky

Sometimes I think about the fate of others
Living in hardship even though they are diligent
If you do not want to help
Don't you look down on people like me

I knew an old woman
Who supports her family by trading
On the sidewalk of the capital city
Selling rice dishes never taking a day off

But, an unfortunate incident happened, her kiosk was swept away
Crying and pleading with no more embarrassment
Witnessed by cruel people
Some showed their sympathy and the rest were only recording

Another story about a single mother
Raising her child, as her husband left a long time ago
Because he was crazy over a woman from across the street
Now, she lives without a husband, but feels calmer

In a dark alley she sells drugs
With the excuse that it is difficult to find a job these days
In broad daylight people would spit at her
At night she cries on her prayer rug

My home is not a luxury house
My food is for lower class
Sometimes with side dishes, sometimes only sauce
But I feel that I'm lucky

Sometimes I think about the fate of others
Living in hardship even though they are diligent
If you do not want to help
Don't you look down on people like me

I don't need to dress properly
Whatever that I can afford, I wear it everyday
In every step, I'm always careful
Because I may not know what will happen tomorrow

There are people who want to become "Runners"
There are people who want to trade
There are people who said that the intention does not justify the means
But, that is the only choice available

Engaging in a chasing game with the police
It is common for poor people to be in such conditions
I come with the intention to break the cycle
Each of my compositions sparks a revolution

I am certain and sure
Every rich person comes from the poor
It's just fate that you were chosen
If you are not lucky, you will be slaughtered until you die

My home is not a luxury house
My food is for lower class
Sometimes with side dishes, sometimes only sauce
But I feel that I'm lucky

Sometimes I think about the fate of others
Living in hardship even though they are diligent
If you do not want to help
Don't you look down on people like me