Текст и перевод песни Iwan Fals - Willy

Willy

Si anjing liar dari Jogjakarta
Apa kabarmu?
Kurindu gonggongmu
Yang keras hantam cadas

Si kuda binal dari Jogjakarta
Sehatkah dirimu?
Kurindu ringkikmu
Yang genit memaki onar

Di mana kini kau berada?
Tetapkah nyaring suaramu?

Si mata elang dari Jogjakarta
Resahkah kamu?
Kurindu sorot matamu
Yang tajam belah malam

Di mana runcing kokoh paruhmu?
Tetapkah angkuhmu hadang keruh?

Masih sukakah kau mendengar
Dengus nafas saudara kita yang terkapar?
Masih sukakah kau melihat
Butir keringat kaum kecil yang terjerat?
Oleh slogan-slogan manis sang hati laknat
Oleh janji-janji muluk tanpa bukti

Di mana kini kau berada?
Tetapkah nyaring suaramu?
Di mana runcing kokoh paruhmu?
Tetapkah angkuhmu hadang keruh?

Di mana kini kau berada?
Tetapkah nyaring suaramu?
Di mana runcing kokoh paruhmu?
Tetapkah angkuhmu hadang keruh?

Masih sukakah kau mendengar
Dengus nafas saudara kita yang terkapar?
Masih sukakah kau melihat
Butir keringat orang kecil yang terjerat?
Oleh slogan-slogan manis sang hati laknat
Oleh janji-janji muluk tanpa bukti

Willy

You stray dog from Jogjakarta,
How are you?
I miss your bark
That rocks hard on the cliffs

You naughty horse from Jogjakarta,
Are you well now?
I miss your neigh
That flirts and creates trouble

Where are you now?
Does your voice still sound loud?

You eagle-eyed man from Jogjakarta,
Are you worried?
I miss the gaze in your eyes
That sharply cuts through the night

Where is your strong and sharp beak now?
Does your arrogance still confront the murky?

Do you still like to hear
The heavy breathing of our fallen brothers?
Do you still like to see
The beads of sweat of the little ones who are trapped?
By the sweet slogans of the evil-hearted
By the grand promises with no proof

Where are you now?
Does your voice still sound loud?
Where is your strong and sharp beak now?
Does your arrogance still confront the murky?

Where are you now?
Does your voice still sound loud?
Where is your strong and sharp beak now?
Does your arrogance still confront the murky?

Do you still like to hear
The heavy breathing of our fallen brothers?
Do you still like to see
The beads of sweat of the little ones who are trapped?
By the sweet slogans of the evil-hearted
By the grand promises with no proof