Текст и перевод песни Iwan Fals - Sumbang

Sumbang

Kuatnya belenggu besi
Mengikat kedua kaki
Tajamnya ujung belati
Menujam di ulu hati
Sanggupkah tak akan lari
Walau akhirnya pasti mati?

Di kepala tanpa baja
Di tangan tanpa senjata
Ah, itu soal biasa
Yang singgah di depan mata kita

Lusuhnya kain bendera di halaman rumah kita
Bukan satu alasan untuk kita tinggalkan
Banyaknya persoalan yang datang tak kenal kasihan
Menyerang dalam gelap

Memburu kala haru dengan cara main kayu
Tinggalkan bekas biru lalu pergi tanpa ragu
Memburu kala haru dengan cara main kayu
Tinggalkan bekas biru lalu pergi tanpa ragu

Setan-setan politik yang datang mencekik
Walau di masa paceklik tetap mencekik

Apakah selamanya politik itu kejam?
Apakah selamanya dia datang 'tuk menghantam?
Ataukah memang itu yang sudah digariskan?
Menjilat, menghasut, menindas
Memperkosa hak-hak sewajarnya

Maling teriak maling, sembunyi balik dinding
Pengecut lari terkencing-kencing
Tikam dari belakang, lawan lengah diterjang
Lalu sibuk mencari kambing hitam

Selusin kepala tak berdosa
Berteriak hingga serak
Di dalam negeri yang congkak
Lalu senang dalang tertawa
"Ya-ha-ha!"

Lusuhnya kain bendera di halaman rumah kita
Bukan satu alasan untuk kita tinggalkan
Banyaknya persoalan yang datang tak kenal kasihan
Menyerang dalam gelap

Memburu kala haru dengan cara main kayu
Tinggalkan bekas biru lalu pergi tanpa ragu
Memburu kala haru dengan cara main kayu
Tinggalkan bekas biru lalu pergi tanpa ragu

Apakah selamanya politik itu kejam?
Apakah selamanya dia datang 'tuk menghantam?
Ataukah memang itu yang sudah digariskan?

Donation

The iron shackles are strong
Binding both legs
The sharpness of the dagger's edge
Piercing through the heart
Can you not run away?
Even though death is inevitable?

In the head without armor
In the hands without weapons
Ah, it's common
That which stays before our eyes

The worn-out flag in our yard
Is not a reason for us to leave
The many problems that come without mercy
Attack in the dark

Hunting for joy with a wooden stick
Leaving behind blue marks and leaving without hesitation
Hunting for joy with a wooden stick
Leaving behind blue marks and leaving without hesitation

Political demons that come to strangle
Even in times of famine, they still strangle

Is politics always cruel?
Does it always come to strike?
Or is it that which is destined?
To lick, incite, oppress
To rape the rightful rights

A thief shouts thief, hiding behind the wall
The coward runs away, peeing his pants
Stabbing from behind, an unsuspecting opponent is charged
Then they are busy finding a scapegoat

A dozen innocent heads
Shouting until hoarse
In a haughty country
Then the happy puppet laughs
"Ya-ha-ha!"

The worn-out flag in our yard
Is not a reason for us to leave
The many problems that come without mercy
Attack in the dark

Hunting for joy with a wooden stick
Leaving behind blue marks and leaving without hesitation
Hunting for joy with a wooden stick
Leaving behind blue marks and leaving without hesitation

Is politics always cruel?
Does it always come to strike?
Or is it that which is destined?