(Translation below)

Barangkali
Cintaku bersyarat
Laksana seekor serangga
Yang terlahir dengan cangkang

Barangkali
Niatku tersirat
Sebagaimana seekor kancil
Kian menyiasati Sang Singa

Entahlah..
Bukan tanpa alasan
Sang Maha Esa menciptakanku
sedemikian rupa

Tak selayaknya
Aku menyatakan
Hal yang patut disamaratakan
Tidak

Kita, para manusia,
tak ada yang sama
Tidak
Tak pula selayaknya kunyatakan
Apa yang layak dan tidak

Tak pantaslah aku
Seorang bidak dalam Catur Ilahiah
Mengatakan sedemikian rupa

Barangkali aku tak paham
Seperti apa budaya sesama manusia
Barangkali aku tak paham
Apa yang dimaksud dengan cinta
Barangkali aku tak paham
Mengapa rasa benci ada

Mengapa?
Mengapa?
Mengapa?

Mengapa kalian bertengkar,
sesama manusia?
Mengapa tangan yang diciptakan
sedemikian sempurnanya
digunakan
untuk
merenggut
nyawa?

Alih-alih saling tolong-menolong

Mengapa?
Mengapa?
Mengapa?

Mengapa kalian menganggap diri
Seakan-akan lebih agung
ditimbang saudara kalian sendiri?
Tak sadarkah kalian,
bahwa pada jantung kita
ialah irama kehidupan yang satu?

Mengapa?
Mengapa?
Mengapa?

Apa alasan kalian,
sesama umat manusia?!
Tak pantaskah kami,
saudara-saudari kalian
Seibu, seayah, ribuan generasi sebelumnya
Untuk bersahabat dengan kehidupan?

Tidak.
Tangan kita yang kotor ini
Telah memandikan diri
Dalam darah putra-putri kaum kita
Tidak.
Sebagaimana ialah dosa kalian
Ialah dosa kami

Karena seperti kalian
Kami pun manusia
Manusia
Manusia
Manusia
Manusia
MANUSIA!

Tak kusangka..
Kata itu terdengar semakin asing
di telingaku yang termenung

Tak kusangka..
Perbuatan kalian yang tak melibatkanku
Terasa seakan-akan
Dilakukan olehku

Lihat tanganku
Bersimbah dengan darah
Lihat
Lihat
Lihat

Lihat aku
Lihat aku
Lihat aku
Seorang pembunuh

Lihat aku
Hei
Lihat aku
Kubilang lihat,
dasar pengecut!

Inilah aku
Cerminan kalian
Iya
Lihatlah takhtaku
Yang kalian dirikan
dari jenazah putra-putri
tak bersalah

Ingatkah kalian
terhadap tangisan mereka
yang tak pernah kalian dengar?

Lihat.
Kubilang lihat,
dasar pengecut!

Lihatlah jiwa-jiwa yang marah
terkekang dalam jantungku
"Bebaskan kami,
'Yang Mulia'"

Bagaimana, "Yang Mulia?"
Suka-kah kalian
dengan mahkota yang berhiaskan
tengkorak dan sendi?

Sepi
Inilah sepi
Ketika denyut
Tak lagi menemani nadi

Sepi
Sepi
Sepi

...
(English version)

Maybe
My love is conditional
Like an insect
Born with a shell

Maybe
My intentions are covert
Like a mouse deer
Who keeps on tricking The Lion

I do not know
It is not for no reason that
God created me
This way

It is inappropriate
For me to state
Which things that should be equal

We (+2nd person), the humans,
none of us are the same
No
It is also inappropriate for me to state
What is approriate and what is not

It is not the place
for me, a pawn in the Heavenly Chess
to say such a thing

Maybe I do not understand
The culture of my fellow humans
Maybe I do not understand
What is the meaning of love
Maybe I do not understand
What hatred exists

Why?
Why?
Why?

Why do you fight,
fellow humans?
Why are the hands, which were created
so perfectly,
used
to
take on
a life?

Instead of to help each other

Why?
Why?
Why?

Why do you consider yourselves,
as if you were mightier
compared to your own siblings?
Are you not aware,
that in each of our hearts
is the rhythm of life that is one?

Why?
Why?
Why?

What is the reason for you,
all equally human beings?!
Are we not worthy,
your brothers and sisters,
same mother, same father, thousands of generations ago
to call Life our dear friend?

No.
These filthy hands of ours (+2nd person)
Have bathed
In the blood of the sons and daughters of our kin
No.
Like the way these are your sins
They are (also) our sins

Because like you
We are also humans
humans
humans
humans
humans
HUMANS!

I had never thought..
That word would have grown stranger and stranger
To my pensive ears

I had never thought..
Your actions which have never involved me
Would feel as if
They were all done by me

Look at my hands
Drenched in blood
Look
Look
Look

Look at me
Look at me
Look at me
A murderer

Look at me
Hey
Look at me
I said look at me,
damn cowards!

This is me
A reflection of you
Yes
Feast your eyes on my throne
Which you have built
from the bodies
of the innocent sons and daughters

Do you remember
their cries
which you have never heard?

Look.
I said look,
damn cowards!

Look at the angered souls,
trapped in this heart of mine
"Free us,
'Your Majesty'"

So how is it, "Your Majesties?"
do you fancy this crown
decorated
with skulls and joints?

It is quiet
This is the quiet
When the heartbeat
No longer keeps the veins' company

Quiet
Quiet
Quiet


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