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Hive Open Mic Week 63 // Ujung Aspal Pondok Gede // By Iwan Fals

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Global music celebration on Hive is on the week of sixty three now. Every week of the celebration, the new interesting performance always amazed me when I watched kind of different music from various countries. These condition is extremely important for everyone to know each other well through this platform. Music, is one of the best media to campaign our culture. It also could give a chance of cross culture understanding among the Hivers. Beside to spread peace, love, serenity and many positive things, it could give a great opportunity for assimilation of culture diversity. On this ocassion, I sing another song from Indonesian legend musician, Iwan Fals. The tittle of the song is "Ujung Aspal Pondok Gede". The song tells about childhood memories of singer's homeland. About village life changed due to the construction of tall buildings. This song I chose due to the theme given, STORYTELLER by the host of this @hiveopenmic, @cabelindsay. The spirit of the song I believe suitable with this chosen theme. Well...You may check the link of the following video to watch my performance for this moment.

Here is the lyrics of the song and its English translation...

Di kamar ini aku dilahirkan Di balai bambu buah tangan bapakku Di rumah ini aku dibesarkan Dibelai mesra lentik jari ibu

In the bamboo hall my father's handiwork In this room I was born In this house I grew up Caressed tenderly with the mother's finger

Nama dusunku Ujung Aspal Pondok Gede Rimbun dan anggun ramah senyum penghuni dusun Kambing sembilan motor tiga bapak punya Ladang yang luas habis sudah sebagai gantinya

The name of my hamlet is Ujung Asphalt Pondok Gede Lush and graceful, friendly smiles of the villagers My father has nine goats, three motorbikes The vast fields are gone instead

Sampai saat tanah moyangku Tersentuh sebuah rencana Dari serakahnya kota Terlihat murung wajah pribumi Terdengar langkah hewan bernyanyi

Until the land of my ancestors Touched by a plan From the greed of the city Look gloomy native face Heard the footsteps of animals singing

Di depan masjid samping rumah wakil pak lurah Tempat dulu kami bermain mengisi cerahnya hari Namun sebentar lagi angkuh tembok pabrik berdiri Satu per satu sahabat pergi dan takkan pernah kembali

In front of the mosque next to the deputy headman's house The place where we used to play fills the sunny day But soon the factory walls will stand up One by one friends leave and never comeback

That's all my post for this week of Hive Open Mic. I'd like to say thanks to every support that I got since my first time here. Hope you all always in great condition wherever you are.

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Comments · 3

  • @ipul27(64)· 1885d

    What a deeply lyrics, The world continues to change, even though sometimes the changes don't match our expectations... The message of the song looks so realistic when imagined. ^_^ thanks for singing Iwan Fals' song again my brother.

  • @mipiano(81)· 1885d

    Having memories and being able remembering them and singing about them is great. Stories can be formed around and one day telling them is a nice way to refresh those memories. I appreciate your way of playing the blue guitar and great singing in your language!! Big greetings @rezasofyan and thank you for your mention in the video 😇

  • @ecency(79)· 1885d

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