Lyrics of Bente - UMPH, BLKD

Bente (original)

Si Berto ay kabataang kasama
Lumaking katu-katulong ng amang magsasaka
Sa pagpapabunga ng lupang ‘di kanila
Sa laki ng upa halos wala nang matira sa kita
Kaya matapos ang pangatlong bagyo
Matapos mamatay kanyang amang byudo
Pagka’t panginoo’y walang sinasanto
Sa pagbubuwis, sya’y lumayas
Sya’y nagpasyang lumikas sa Maynila
Pag-aangat ng kabuhayan ang adhika
Handang makipagsapalaran sa syudad
Kung san umano mas may oportunidad
Kaya’t isang tahimik na gabi ng Disyembre
Baon ay isang kabang bigas at bente
Sya’y nag-jeep, handa nang maglaboy
Dinukot nya ang bente, ibinayad kay Bhoy
Si Bhoy ay tsuper ng jeep
Nakikipasada lang kaya graveyard shift
Baon sa mataas na boundary at gasolina
Kapag walang mahiram na jeep wala syang kita
Kaya ngayong pagkagipit nya ay sumaklap
Pampakain pampaaral sa walong anak
Pambuhay sa pamilya, pangkotong sa parak
Kaysa raw magnakaw, sya’y bumatak
Sya’y namasada nang dalawang araw
Tuloy-tuloy, walang antok na dumalaw
Sinaid ang lakas ng katawan
Para lang masulit nahiram na sasakyan
Biglang umatake pagod nya sa byahe
Pagsakay ni Berto, agad umabante
Tinanggap ang bayad, paningin ay hazy
Tinitigan ang bente, isinukli kay Baby
Si Baby ay sales lady
High heels, low pay, eight hours daily
Kontraktwal, kada anim na buwan
Mangangaso na naman ng mapapasukan
Ngayon kabuwanan na ng kanyang kontrata
At ng kanyang pagdadalang-bata
Wala pa namang katuwang na asawa
Kaya’t lumuluha syang pumara
Sya ay nagtapos ng IT
Pagkakaron ng akmang trabaho pala’y unlikely
Nabuntis nang wala sa plano
Kaya nagtiis sa ibang trabaho
Ngayon pauwi sa may eskinita
Sya’y naglalakad nang biglang hinila
Punyal sa leeg, bantang sasaksakin
Dinukot nya ang bente, isinuko kay Ben
Si Ben ay batang maralita
Tubong komunidad na takda nang magiba
Sa hirap ng buhay ‘di nakapag-aral
Sa murang edad sya ay nangalakal
Ngunit nang magkasakit batang kapatid
Ultimo pangkain ay ‘di na maitawid
Hindi patas ang buhay, kanyang nabatid
Kaya’t sa patalim, sya’y kumapit
Sya ay nangholdap gabi-gabi
Mabilis ang pera at malaki-laki
Isinusugal ang buhay at kalayaan
Para lang sa kapatid na inaalagaan
Pagkakuha nya sa buntis ng bente
Sya’y tumakbo deretso sa palengke
Bumili ng bigas, humingi ng diskwento
Dinukot nya ang bente, ibinayad kay Berto

(translation)

Berto is a young fellow
He grew up as a farmer father's helper
By making the land that is not theirs fertile
With the amount of rent there is almost nothing left over from the income
So after the third storm
After his widower father died
Because lord, no one is holy
Upon taxation, he ran away
He decided to flee to Manila
Raising livelihoods is the aspiration
Ready to venture into the city
Where there is more opportunity
So it was a quiet December night
Baon is a bag of rice and twenty
He got into a jeep, ready to wander
He stole the twenty, paid it to Bhoy
Bhoy is a jeep driver
It's just passing by, so it's graveyard shift
High boundary and fuel pocket
When there is no jeep to borrow he has no income
So now that he's stressed, it's going to happen
School meals for eight children
Livelihood for the family, sustenance for the farm
It is said that rather than stealing, he ran away
He was there for two days
Constantly, sleeplessly visiting
Strengthen the body
Just to make the most of a borrowed car
He was suddenly tired from the trip
When Berto got on board, immediately advanced
Payment accepted, vision is hazy
Staring at twenty, turned to Baby
Baby is a sales lady
High heels, low pay, eight hours daily
Contractual, every six months
Hunting again for a job
Now it's the end of his contract
And of his childhood
No partner yet
So he stopped crying
He graduated from IT
Finding a suitable job is unlikely
Got pregnant without the plan
So put up with another job
Now go home to the alley
He was walking when he was suddenly pulled
Dagger in the neck, threatening to stab
He snatched the twenty, handed it to Ben
Ben is a poor boy
Native community that is destined to change
In the hardships of life not being educated
At a young age he was a trader
But when my younger brother got sick
Ultimo food is unforgivable
Life is not fair, he realized
So with the blade, he held on
He snuck in every night
The money is fast and big
Gambling life and liberty
Only for the sibling being cared for
After getting pregnant at twenty
He ran straight to the market
Buy rice, ask for a discount
He stole the twenty, paid it to Berto