Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pagsusuma, artist - KOLATERAL
Date of issue: 28.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Tagalog
Pagsusuma(original) |
Halos tatlumpung libo, halos tatlumpung libo |
Mga bangkay na bunga ng kontra-drogang pasismo |
Putak ehekutibo ay putok sa mga sitio |
Pangako kilo-kilo, tinitira piso-piso |
Lampas-limang libo, lampas limang libo dito mula |
Sa mga opisyal na operasyong parang dula |
Higit dalawampu’t tatlong libo naman |
Mga bangkay na pagkamatay iniimbestigahan |
Ano pa man ang kategorya, magaling man ang maniobra |
May simpleng katotohanang dapat tumatak sa memorya |
Ang halaga ng buhay walang sukatan |
At anumang hindi masukat hindi matutumbasan |
Karamihan sa kanila mga breadwinner pa |
Naiwang mag-anak delubyo ang iniinda |
Maraming nagkawatak-watak, mga anak walang patnubay |
Kaya ‘di lang mga pinatay inagawan ng buhay |
Ilang dam, ilang dam, ilang dam ba ng dugo |
Ang kailangan para droga sa bayan ay masugpo? |
Ilan bang, ilan bang, ilan bang henerasyong |
Pagdaramdam at poot ang susunog sa nasyon? |
Tayo’y walang bilang sa mga hari-harian |
Kaya ‘di mabilang-bilang mga pinag-iinitan |
Mga pananagutan pa’no makakalkula |
Kung isang bangkay pa lang, ‘di ba’t dapat sobra na? |
More than five thousand, more than five thousand dead |
That’s what they say, the officials of this theatrical operation |
While more than twenty-three thousand murders more |
Are being investigated |
The labels don’t matter, the manipulations don’t matter |
There is a simple truth we must keep in our minds |
That there is no measuring the value of a life |
And whatever is immeasurable cannot be replaced |
Most of the victims are breadwinners of their families |
Children left behind are struggling in the deluge |
Families torn apart, children without guardians |
So it’s not only the murdered who lost their lives |
How many dams, how many dams, how many dams of blood |
Do we need before the country’s drug problem is defeated? |
How many, how many, how many generations' |
Pain and bitterness will burn this nation? |
We don’t count in the minds of the ruling class |
That’s why the hunted are immeasurable |
How can you calculate accountability |
When even just one dead body is too much? |
Almost thirty thousand, almost thirty thousand |
Corpses are the product of the anti-drug policy fascism |
Executive bullshit equals bursts of gunfire in the communities |
They promised they’d seize kilos, they kill for mere coins |
The labels don’t matter, the manipulations don’t matter |
There is a simple truth we must keep in our minds |
That there is no measuring the value of a life |
And whatever is unmeasurable cannot be replaced |
How do you reckon excess? |
How do you reckon loss? |
How do you reckon violence? |
How do you reckon burdens? |
(translation) |
Almost thirty thousand, almost thirty thousand |
Corpses resulting from anti-drug fascism |
Executive fire is fire on sites |
Promise kilo by kilo, save peso by peso |
Over five thousand, over five thousand from here |
In official theatrical operations |
More than twenty three thousand |
Postmortems are being investigated |
No matter the category, the maneuver is good |
There is a simple fact that should be imprinted on the memory |
The value of life is immeasurable |
And whatever cannot be measured cannot be equaled |
Most of them are still breadwinners |
The family was left devastated |
Many are scattered, children without guidance |
So it's not just those who were killed who were robbed of their lives |
How many dams, how many dams, how many dams of blood? |
What is needed for drugs in the town to be suppressed? |
How many, how many, how many generations |
Grievance and hatred will burn the nation? |
We are not numbered among the kingdoms |
So there are countless things that are heated |
Responsibilities yet to be calculated |
If it's just one corpse, shouldn't that be too much? |
More than five thousand, more than five thousand dead |
That's what they say, the officials of this theatrical operation |
While more than twenty-three thousand murders more |
Are being investigated |
The labels don't matter, the manipulations don't matter |
There is a simple truth we must keep in our minds |
That there is no measuring the value of a life |
And whatever is immeasurable cannot be replaced |
Most of the victims are breadwinners of their families |
Children left behind are struggling in the deluge |
Families torn apart, children without guardians |
So it's not only the murdered who lost their lives |
How many dams, how many dams, how many dams of blood |
Do we need before the country's drug problem is defeated? |
How many, how many, how many generations' |
Pain and bitterness will burn this nation? |
We don't count in the minds of the ruling class |
That's why the hunted are immeasurable |
How can you calculate accountability |
When even just one dead body is too much? |
Almost thirty thousand, almost thirty thousand |
Corpses are the product of the anti-drug policy fascism |
Executive bullshit equals bursts of gunfire in the communities |
They promised they'd seize actions, they kill for mere coins |
The labels don't matter, the manipulations don't matter |
There is a simple truth we must keep in our minds |
That there is no measuring the value of a life |
And whatever is immeasurable cannot be replaced |
How do you reckon excess? |
How do you calculate loss? |
How do you reckon violence? |
How do you reckon burdens? |