Hello Everyone
Good to see you all on the contest of Hive Music Festival Week N° 135 Round 3 that hosted by @musiczones on our beloved Hive platform. I always feeling good to be able taking part every week of this music event. It's also lovely to be part of this community. This weekly Hive Music festival already reach the week of 135 that means this community has really followed by many members, I gonna say musicians all over the word sharing their music in this community. I really enjoyed to see so many unbelievable music talent on stage every week of this music festival. All of you are so gifted with such a great talent, guys!
For this week I am singing one of the song from Iwan Fals, living legend musician from my country, Indonesia. The tittle of the song is "Ujung Aspal Pondok Gede" released on 1985 in the album tittle "Sore Tugu Pancoran". Iwan Fals recognized with his social criticism song toward the government. Some of his song alsong about family and love that make him love by many people in Indonesia. His fanbase really huge in number, the community fanbase of him called OI means Orang Indonesia or Indonesian People in English translation. The song that I cover is about his childhood place that already develop and changing a lot from the big village to the crowded city
Lyrics And Translation
Di kamar ini aku dilahirkan
Di bale bambu buah tangan bapakku
Di rumah ini aku dibesarkan
Dibelai mesra lentik jari Ibu
In this room I was born
In this bamboo shelter work by dad
In this room I raised up
Care with a lovely hand of my mother
Nama dusunku
ujung aspal pondok gede
Rimbun dan anggun
Ramah senyum penghuni dusun
My village name is
Ujung aspal pondok gede
Lush and graceful
Friendly smile of the people
Kambing sembilan
Motor tiga bapak punya
Ladang yang luas
Habis sudah sebagai gantinya
Nine goats
Three motorcycles
The large field
for the compensation
Sampai saat tanah moyangku
Tersentuh sebuah rencana dari serakahnya kota
Terlihat murung wajah pribumi
Terdengar langkah hewan bernyanyi
Until the time when my ancestral land
Touched by a plan
From the greed of the city
The faces of the natives are seen to be gloomy
The footsteps of animals singing are heard
Di depan masjid, di samping rumah wakil kepala desa
Tempat kita biasa bermain, mengisi hari-hari yang cerah
In front of the mosque, next to the deputy village head's house
The place where we used to play, filling the bright days
Namun, tak lama lagi tembok pabrik yang angkuh itu akan berdiri tegak
Satu per satu sahabatku akan pergi dan takkan pernah kembali
However, soon the arrogant factory walls will stand
One by one my friends will leave and never return
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