Текст и перевод песни Rhoma Irama - Raib

Raib

Bunga Desa yang kupuja
Raib, entah ke mana
Tercabut dari jambangan
Kala badai menerjang

Kalau masih bersemi
Di manakah rimbanya?
Kalaupun sudah mati
Di mana pusaranya?

Taman tiada indah lagi
Tanpa kau, Bunga Desa
Hati tak ceria lagi
Tanpa kau, Bunga Desa

Bunga-bunga di taman
Terkulai, turut bersedih
Karena sang Primadona telah pergi

Kumbang-kumbang kelana
Siapa yang menemukannya
Akan kutukar dengan bunga seribu

Bunga Desa yang kupuja
Raib, entah ke mana
Tercabut dari jambangan
Kala badai menerjang

Kalau masih bersemi
Di manakah rimbanya?
Kalaupun sudah mati
Di mana pusaranya?

Taman tiada indah lagi
Tanpa kau, Bunga Desa
Hati tak ceria lagi
Tanpa kau, Bunga Desa

Bunga-bunga di taman
Terkulai, turut bersedih
Karena sang Primadona telah pergi

Kumbang-kumbang kelana
Siapa yang menemukannya
Akan kutukar dengan bunga seribu

Bunga Desa yang kupuja
Raib, entah ke mana
Tercabut dari jambangan
Kala badai menerjang

Kalau masih bersemi
Di manakah rimbanya?
Kalaupun sudah mati
Di mana pusaranya?

Taman tiada indah lagi
Tanpa kau, Bunga Desa
Hati tak ceria lagi
Tanpa kau, Bunga Desa

Gone

Village Flower, my adored,
Gone, where have you gone?
Torn from the vase you adorned,
When the storm raged on.

If you still bloom somewhere,
Where is your jungle deep?
If you have withered, my dear,
Where is your resting sleep?

The garden is no longer fair,
Without you, Village Flower,
My heart no longer light and carefree,
Without you, Village Flower.

The flowers in the garden now,
Droop, sharing my sorrow's plight,
For the Prima Donna has taken flight.

Wandering bumblebees so free,
Whoever finds her for me,
I'll exchange for a thousand blooms, you see.

Village Flower, my adored,
Gone, where have you gone?
Torn from the vase you adorned,
When the storm raged on.

If you still bloom somewhere,
Where is your jungle deep?
If you have withered, my dear,
Where is your resting sleep?

The garden is no longer fair,
Without you, Village Flower,
My heart no longer light and carefree,
Without you, Village Flower.

The flowers in the garden now,
Droop, sharing my sorrow's plight,
For the Prima Donna has taken flight.

Wandering bumblebees so free,
Whoever finds her for me,
I'll exchange for a thousand blooms, you see.

Village Flower, my adored,
Gone, where have you gone?
Torn from the vase you adorned,
When the storm raged on.

If you still bloom somewhere,
Where is your jungle deep?
If you have withered, my dear,
Where is your resting sleep?

The garden is no longer fair,
Without you, Village Flower,
My heart no longer light and carefree,
Without you, Village Flower.