Cintamu Sepahit Topi Miring

sengkuni leda-lede
leading the line all alone
hey, the line is a mess
sengkuni just sits down
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro

evening in Baron village
the sun sets in the horizon
the cow jumps around
chased by its little calf
funny evening with a mother’s love
sunset sky filled with cows giving birth
captivated, Ranto watches
he laughs out loud
and turns into Ranto Gudel
the comedian becomes Marmoyo

on the ketoprak stage
Ranto Gudel drinks liquor
soaked in the brew
his cheeks turn blue
he invites Nyai Dasima to make love
with the bitter love of his tilted hat
the curtain rises, rain pours down
Dewi Mlenuk Jembuk arrives
bringing a roll of cakwe bread
Marmoyo rolls over, falls asleep
in Nyai Dasima's lap
as hard as the liquor, her breasts
wherever Ranto Gudel goes
the stage always smells of fragrant liquor

in Sriwedari, he becomes Petruk
Gareng drags him to drink
Begong stumbles around
Semar sells liquor
with bright lights shining
Pak Mloyo hits the kenong
nong ji nong ro nong ji nong

sengkuni leda-lede
leading the line all alone
hey, the line is a mess
sengkuni just sits down
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro

his toothless grin, Ranto coughs and falls
thuyul runs around, clutching his gendul
gendruwo looks weak and lazy
jlangkong walks all crooked, oh boy
not done with the drumming
nong ji nong ro
Pak Mloyo tumbles into the Bengawan Solo
with the rhythm of nong ji nong ro
Pak Mloyo heads home, swaying

sengkuni leda-lede
leading the line all alone
hey, the line is a mess
sengkuni just sits down

Ranto Gudel drinks bekonang liquor
escorting a girl home, dressed up like a midwife
her skirt is white, her top is white
everything white, more than a fairy
arriving at the riverbank
Ranto Gudel is led to turn left
that ugly ghost, I swear
Ranto Gudel is furious

he's angry, soaked in bekonang liquor
almost made love with a demon
human love is like a fading stream
once clear, now murky
Ranto Gudel with his four wives
never has lasting love

sengkuni leda-lede
leading the line all alone
hey, the line is a mess
sengkuni just sits down
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro

it’s better to be a goat than a human
when you die, buried in a mound of dirt
its head peed on by grazing goats
human fate is just misery
oh, why must we suffer
try living like Ki Joko Lelur
daytime dreaming, sipping lemonade
at night getting up to drink more

pouring ciu cangkol bekonang liquor
placing the cangkol bottle in every corner of the house
what’s the use of being scared of mice
oh, reminiscing about shadows in old age
ciu cangkol is just spirit to chase away mice
but back then, I drank it till I dropped

sengkuni leda-lede
leading the line all alone
hey, the line is a mess
sengkuni just sits down
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro
sengkuni leda-lede
leading the line all alone
hey, the line is a mess
sengkuni just sits down
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro
nong, eh, nong ji nong ro