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Side A:

Babi! Bukan Khinzir!

Side B:

Hindraf! The Musical!

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Side A:

Babi! Bukan Khinzir!

Side B:

Hindraf! The Musical!

 

LYRICS!!!

 

Babi Bukan Khinzir! (Babi! Not Khinzir!)

 

(Suara latar) / Spoken

 

Aku pegi keluar negeri untuk beberapa bulan.

I went overseas for a few months

 

Bila aku balik ke KL. Aku terus pegi ke warong Bah Kut Teh yang ku gemari

When I got back to KL, I nipped over to my favourite Bah Kut Teh (pork rib soup) stall.

 

 

Aku minta satu mangkuk Bah Kut Teh dan beberapa keping cakoi untuk dicicah

Dan satu bir Carlsberg.

Nyam, nyam!

 

I ordered a bowl of Bah Kut The and a coupla chakois (fried bread, like a savory churro)

And Carlsberg beer

Yummy!

 

Tiba-tiba, kawanku, Mohd Abdooool Syed Farookh Bin Mohd Syed Al-Haj Mahmood, atau dikenali “Bob” oleh kawan-kawannya, menepuk belakang saya.

Suddenly, my friend, Mohd Abdooool Syed Farookh Bin Mohd Syed Al-Haj Mahmood, or “Bob” to his friends, slapped my back.

 

 

“Hoi!” dia teriak.

“Oi” he yelled.

 

“Oi, Bob, apa?” saya jawab

“Oi, Bob, wassup?”, I replied

 

 

“Apa kamu makan ni?!? Haram! Mana boleh makan khinzir!!!”

“What’s that you’re eating?!? Its Forbidden! How can you eat khinzir!!! (Arabic for pork/pig)”

 

“Khinzir? Apa itu khinzir?” Tanyaku.

“Khinzir? What’s khinzir?”, I asked.

 

 

“Itu! Itu! Najis! Haram! Celaka! Niamahai”, matanya terbonggol keluar dari kepalanya, bulat, besar, merah, seperti, guli besar yang berwarna merah.

“That! That!,  Filth! Forbidden! Goddamn you! Your mother’s…!!”, his eyes bugged out of his head, round, large, red, like a large red marble.

 

 

“Khinzir?!??! bila pulak ini jadi Khinzir? Ini Babi! Apa itu Khinzir?”

“Khinzir!??! When this this become Khinzir!” This is Babi! (Malay for Pork/Pig). What the heck’s Khinzir?”

 

 

“Khinzir itu babi, laaaa…bahasa Arab – lagi glamor”, terang Bob.

“Khinzir’s Arabic for pig, far more glamorous to call it that,” explained Bob.

 

Saya pun merasa amat, amat, amat marah. Mata saya menjadi besar dan merah tetapi tidak sebesar mata Bob, sebab dari segi biologi, mata saya memang tidak sebesar matanya – tetapi kemerahaannya lebih kurang sama. Saya menjerit sekuat-kuat hati:

“AKU MELAYU, BUKAN ARAB!!!”

“INI BABI, BUKAN KHINZIR!!”

 

I became very, very, very angry. My eyes bugged out, all red and swollen, but not as big as Bob’s, for we are biologically dissimilar. I screamed:

“I AM MALAY, I AM NOT AN ARAB”

“AND THIS IS BABI! NOT KHINZIR”


Wahed! Ithnien! Thalatha!

One! Two! Three!

 

Chorus

Babi bukan khinzir

Babi bukan khinzir

Babi bukan khinzir

Khinzir itu babi!

2 x

 

Kami bukan arab!

We are not Arabs!

Kami tarak unta!

We have no camels!

Minyak dah tak banyak

Our oil is running out!

Pasir pun tak ada (dah jual kat Singapura)

And so is our sand (all sold to Singapore)

 

Chorus

 

Babi senang sebut

Babi is easy to pronounce

Otak pun tak bengong

It’s less confusing

Kalau cakap “Khinzir”

If you have to say “Khinzir”

Orang ingat lu Klingon!

You sound like you’re speaking Klingon

Chorus

 

Bridge

Lihat, lihat, antara kaki saya

Come see, come see, in between my legs

Tiada unta!

There is no camel!

Lihat, lihat, atas kepala saya

Come see, come see, on top my head

Tiada tuala!

There is no towel!

 

 

Hai orang Dewan Bahasa

Hey, you at the department of the Malay Language

Jangan kamu lupa

Don’t forget

Lu orang Melayu

You are Malay

Ba-ha-sa tiang bangsa

Our language a the pillar of our nation.

 

Chorus to fade.

 

Majulah Bahasa Malaysia Untuk Sukan Negara!

 

Berhati hati di jalan raya!

 

Pork, the other white meat!