Translation of the song lyrics Balak Ni Syke - Gloc-9

Balak Ni Syke (original)

Kung may alak may balak
Lasing sa kasalukuyan ngunit malaman ang ala-ala
Gising at kasulukuyang malala na
Nadala na sa nakaraang magdamag na baon sa pagtulog
Bukas ang bakas ay may babaon sa limot
Eto ang mga kwento ng makata
Basahin ang mga nasa gitna ng talata
Siksik na parang delata, seksi pang dalaga
Sorry di na ako binata
Ang mga kwento ng makata
Inumpisahan sa tulang pinamagatang Balak
Isinulat na walang alak
Laman lamang ng utak ang pinadaloy sa panulat
Laman ng puso ang pangmulat na walang panggulat
Simple lang, kabado, easy lang
Kung busy, ngisi lang
Kalmado, steady lang
Ngayon ang panahon ng pagbubuhat ng sariling bangko, keri lang
Di mo kailangan mag Ingles para malaman nilang matalino ka
Di rin naman kailangan managalog para malaman nilang Pilipino ka
Pilipino ka, kalabaw ka hindi ka baka
Hindi ka mansanas kundi mangga
At wag mo nang asahan datnan ang panahong tatangos ang iyong ilong
Tsong hindi ka puti, kayumanggi ang kulay mo
Mahalaga kung ano ang kaya mong gawin
Gawing magaling, tinitibok ng bawat damdamin ang gawang magaling
Sumigaw kung kailangan na mailabas ang nagbabagang galit sa dibdib
Ngunit sunog na ang daigdig sa mga sinasabing walang silbi
Kaya nakasalpak sa mga manhid ang panawid gutom, kumakalam ang tenga
Nakasalampak sa sahig ang mga patay-gutom, said walang kumakalinga
May mga pantas na di malaman ang tungo
Hindi puso kundi nguso ang panturo
Naging sinungaling ang mga labi ng mga bagong saling-lahi
Di pa huli ang lahat, hawiin ang ulam nakakabulag
Kini mao ang akong balak at ang balak namin ni Gloc
Maging makabuluhan ang pagkaguluhan ng nangagarap

Balak Ni Syke (translation)

If there is alcohol there is a plan
Drunk in the present but aware of the memory
Awake and currently feeling bad
Already taken to last night's sleeping bag
Tomorrow the trace will be buried in oblivion
Here are the stories of the poet
Read the ones in the middle of the paragraph
Tight as a canine, sexy girl
Sorry I'm not a young man anymore
The stories of the poet
Started with the poem titled Balak
Written without alcohol
Only the flesh of the brain was sent to the pen
Consciousness is full of heart without surprise
It's simple, it's simple, it's easy
If you're busy, just smile
Calm, just steady
Now is the time to start your own bank, just keri
You don't need to speak English for them to know you're smart
You don't even need to talk for them to know you're Filipino
You're Filipino, you're a buffalo, you're not a cow
You are not an apple but a mango
And don't wait for the time when your nose will be cut off
You're not white, you're brown
What matters is what you can do
Make good, every emotion beats the good deed
Scream if you need to get the burning anger out of your chest
But the world is on fire with what is said to be useless
That's why the feeling of hunger hit the numb, the ears throbbed
The starving people fell on the floor, said no one cared
There are sages who do not know the direction
It is not the heart but the nose that teaches
The lips of the new generations have become liars
It's not too late, break the blinding dish
This is my plan and Gloc and I plan
Make the dreamer's confusion significant