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Saturday 25 August 2018

Crying Sand - 哭砂



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p4YkHQrPt2I

Crying Sand
- Translated by TC Lai

You are my most miserable lan-sai
Make me both happy and scared of tomolo
You said you must be free like stardust
Sometimes get naughty and make me boo-hoo

Rather see me cry-cry
Than boss my "bye-bye"
Really you are more like bak sai
Than stardust in my eyes

You are my most miserable indecision
Giving up the sea is like asking you to die
What's so freaking great about the ocean
"Can eat, can bathe, can shit...
Really really, you must give it a try!"

Aledy hard to come see me
Yet you are always ready to leave me
A handful of sand drop between my fingers
Do I now have to masturbate to be free?

Chorus:
Wind blow come the sand
Gets lodged in my teary eyes
Heng ah, I'm Ubering on this highway so I won't die!

Wind blow come the sand
Gets lodged in my achy heart
At least can clean out those clotty, fatty plaques

Wind blow come the sand
Gets lodged in my foggy mind
Rubbing like sandpaper, an Alzheimer-ridding enzyme

Wind blow come the sand
Oh, how it makes me cry
See, it's been hinted this relationship will never ever fly

You are my most miserable indecision
Giving up the sea is like asking you to die
What so freaking great about the ocean?
"Can eat, can bathe, can shit...
Really, really you must give it a try!"

Already hard to come see me
Yet you are always ready to leave me
A handful of sand drop between my fingers
Do I now have to masturbate to be free?

<Repeat chorus>

Sunday 5 August 2018

We Are Singapore 2018



We Are Singapore (2018 version of the 1987 one)

(or Ngoh Dei Ng Sor  (Cantonese)// We Not Dumb/Stupid)


There was a time when people said
that Singaporeans are smart, and we believed it

There was a time when the place was sui-sui and
awesome-neat, super slick

We allowed bike-share, many and cheap
Let people leave their bikes everywhere
On the streets and up the trees

This is my country, this is my street
This is my future, it's making me sick
This is my family, these are my friends
Tripped by yellow bikes, saboed by dollar rents

Singapore our homeland, this is where we belong
All of us united, to deny those Ah Longs
Who have used this bikeshare, so they could then launder
Millions of unmarked dollars, back to gangs in Hong Kong

There was a time when the place was sui-sui and
awesome-neat, super slick

We allowed bike-share, many and cheap
Let people leave their bikes everywhere
On the streets and up the trees

Chorus:
This is my country, this is my street
This is my future, it's making me sick
This is my family, these are my friends
Tripped by yellow bikes, saboed by dollar rents

(Read)
We the citizens of Singapore
Pledge ourselves to not be stupid people
Regardless of fitness or entrepreneurship
To not perpetuate the same indignity
Based on consideration and common sense
So as to achieve orderliness,
natural beauty and no eyesore to our nation

(Repeat chorus)