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LYRICS!!!
Babi Bukan Khinzir! (Babi! Not Khinzir!)
(Suara latar) / Spoken
Aku
pegi keluar negeri untuk beberapa bulan.
I went overseas for a few
months
Bila
aku balik ke KL. Aku terus pegi ke warong Bah Kut Teh yang ku gemari
When I got back to KL, I nipped
over to my favourite Bah Kut Teh (pork rib soup) stall.
Aku
minta satu mangkuk Bah Kut Teh dan beberapa keping cakoi untuk dicicah
Dan
satu bir Carlsberg.
Nyam,
nyam!
I ordered a bowl of Bah Kut
The and a coupla chakois (fried bread, like a savory churro)
And Carlsberg beer
Yummy!
Tiba-tiba,
kawanku, Mohd Abdooool Syed Farookh Bin Mohd Syed Al-Haj Mahmood, atau dikenali
“Bob” oleh kawan-kawannya, menepuk belakang saya.
Suddenly, my friend, Mohd
Abdooool Syed Farookh Bin Mohd Syed Al-Haj Mahmood, or “Bob” to his friends,
slapped my back.
“Hoi!”
dia teriak.
“Oi” he yelled.
“Oi,
Bob, apa?” saya jawab
“Oi, Bob, wassup?”, I
replied
“Apa
kamu makan ni?!? Haram! Mana boleh makan khinzir!!!”
“What’s that you’re
eating?!? Its Forbidden! How can you eat khinzir!!! (Arabic for pork/pig)”
“Khinzir?
Apa itu khinzir?” Tanyaku.
“Khinzir? What’s khinzir?”,
I asked.
“Itu!
Itu! Najis! Haram! Celaka! Niamahai”, matanya terbonggol keluar dari kepalanya,
bulat, besar, merah, seperti, guli besar yang berwarna merah.
“That! That!, Filth! Forbidden! Goddamn you! Your
mother’s…!!”, his eyes bugged out of his head, round, large, red, like a large
red marble.
“Khinzir?!??!
bila pulak ini jadi Khinzir? Ini Babi! Apa itu Khinzir?”
“Khinzir!??! When this this
become Khinzir!” This is Babi! (Malay for Pork/Pig). What the heck’s Khinzir?”
“Khinzir
itu babi, laaaa…bahasa Arab – lagi glamor”, terang Bob.
“Khinzir’s Arabic for pig,
far more glamorous to call it that,” explained Bob.
Saya
pun merasa amat, amat, amat marah. Mata saya menjadi besar dan merah tetapi
tidak sebesar mata Bob, sebab dari segi biologi, mata saya memang tidak sebesar
matanya – tetapi kemerahaannya lebih kurang sama. Saya menjerit sekuat-kuat
hati:
“AKU
MELAYU, BUKAN ARAB!!!”
“INI
BABI, BUKAN KHINZIR!!”
I became very, very, very
angry. My eyes bugged out, all red and swollen, but not as big as Bob’s, for we
are biologically dissimilar. I screamed:
“I AM MALAY, I AM NOT AN
ARAB”
“AND THIS IS BABI! NOT
KHINZIR”
Wahed! Ithnien! Thalatha!
One!
Two! Three!
Chorus
Babi
bukan khinzir
Babi
bukan khinzir
Babi
bukan khinzir
Khinzir
itu babi!
2 x
Kami
bukan arab!
We are not Arabs!
Kami
tarak unta!
We have no camels!
Minyak
dah tak banyak
Our oil is running out!
Pasir
pun tak ada (dah jual kat Singapura)
And so is our sand (all
sold to Singapore)
Chorus
Babi
senang sebut
Babi is easy to pronounce
Otak
pun tak bengong
It’s less confusing
Kalau
cakap “Khinzir”
If you have to say
“Khinzir”
Orang
ingat lu Klingon!
You sound like you’re
speaking Klingon
Chorus
Bridge
Lihat,
lihat, antara kaki saya
Come see, come see, in
between my legs
Tiada
unta!
There is no camel!
Lihat,
lihat, atas kepala saya
Come see, come see, on top
my head
Tiada tuala!
There is no
towel!
Hai
orang Dewan Bahasa
Hey, you at the department
of the Malay Language
Jangan
kamu lupa
Don’t forget
Lu
orang Melayu
You are Malay
Ba-ha-sa
tiang bangsa
Our language a the pillar
of our nation.
Chorus to fade.
Majulah
Bahasa Malaysia Untuk Sukan Negara!
Berhati
hati di jalan raya!
Pork,
the other white meat!