12 Oktober

Thursday, July 21, 2005

by :Azhari

Mas:
Siapa yang datang tanpa sapa
Sulut angkara, getarkan suksma
Malam ini luka, Baliku berduka
Tangis menyayat sesakkan dada
Jeritan penuhi semesta raya

Sandra:
Who came without a greeting,
ignited our anger, shook our spirit?
That night is a wound. My Bali grieved –
a weeping that hurt, that made it impossible
to breathe.
The screams filled the sky.

Mas:
12 Oktober tragedi itu
kita ternganga, terjaga
terjadi, semua terjadi, terjadilah

Ada air mata, ada sesal
Ada asa yang tertinggal
Ada secercah harapan, kesadaran

Sandra:
October twelfth, the tragedy.
We couldn’t speak. We awoke –
happened, all happened, it’s all happened now.

There were tears. There was regret.
There was some hope left.
There was a ray of hope, a growing awareness.

Maafkan kami saudaraku
Yang enggan menyapamu
Maafkan kami saudaraku
Yang lalai menjagamu
Ampuni mereka ya Tuhanku
yang dibutakan nista
Ampuni kami ya Tuhanku
Yang tak sadar berlumur dosa
Tunjukan jalan bagi mereka
Yang tersesat di kegelapan
Terangkan kabut hati kami
Agar tiada rasa dendam
Limpahkan kami kasih sayang
Agar tercipta perdamaian
Persaudaraan ya Tuhanku ya Tuhanku


Forgive us, my brothers –
we turned from greeting you.
Forgive us, my brothers –
we were careless in watching over you.
Can you forgive them, my God –
those who were blinded by impurity?
Can you forgive us, also, my God,
who were unaware of our sins?
Show them the way –
those who are lost in the darkness.
Clear the fog from our hearts
lest we become vengeful.
Pour love upon us so that peace may be created.
Dear God, please give us brotherhood.

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