Saihu by CG Karmin Abbas

English
He came again when the morning was still clear
With its thick, pessimistic furrowed brow
I no longer want to see that fake smile
While cutting through the tall grass, he never stops talking
He says this is the last decade
The world is not as he thought

I am confused every time I am left
I hate that thick furrowed brow
I'm disgusted by that fake smile by the sugarcane field
The closer we get, the closer we become
We must agree

Malay

When that brow furrows
I turn my gaze towards the ditch
On top of it, an old bridge
Suddenly, it collapses, and I realize it was just a daydream
My mind is taken aback by the Pessimist with his furrowed brow
The pessimist with his fake smile
Sai Hu, I hate you
Xinjiang is where my blood spills

So, my loyalty is here
It's not that I don't care
But in my youth
I dream of success
The struggle is very confusing

Sai Hu, stop your pessimism
I just returned from Beijing
I will build this field
With hard work and a fiery spirit
Keep me away from the world of politics
The next day, Sai Hu disappeared
Leaving behind a sickle and a body
By the riverbank

Sai Hu

Ia datang lagi kala pagi masih bening
Dengan kening tebalnya yang pesimis
Senyuman hamis itu tidak mahu kulihat lagi
Sambil menebas Lalang tinggi bebelnya tidak henti
Dekad ini terakhir katanya
Dunia tidak sehaluannya
Fikirnya

Aku bingung tiap kali ditinggalkan
Benci pada kening tebal itu
Muak pada senyuman hamis df pinggir kebun tebu
Kita semakin dekat kita semakin rapat
Kita harus muafakat

Tika kening itu berkernyut
Aku auhkan pandang ke parit daiam
Di atasnya jembatan tua
Tiba-tiba ianya roboh dan aku sedar dari khayal
Fikiran ini tertuba si Pesimis dengan kening tebalnya
Si pesimis dengan senyum hamisnya
Sai Hu aku benci padamu
Xinjiang tumpah darahku

Justeru setiaku di sini
Bukan aku tidak peduli
Tapi dalam usia muda
Aku impikan kejayaan
Soal perjuangan amat m embingungkan

Sai Hu hentikan pesimismemu
Aku baru pulang dari Beijing
Ladang ini ‘kan kubangunkan
Dengan kerja kuat dengan api semangat
Sisihkan aku dari siasah- politik dunia
Keesokan hari Sai Hu menghilang diri
Sabit dan raga ditinggalkannya
Di pinggir kali

• Folk
• ethnic
• ethnics
• poem
• poet
• Singapore