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MALINAK LAY LABI:  A Pangasinan Folk Song

 

Malinak lay Labi

The night is late

Oras la'y mareen

The hour is peaceful

 

Mapalpalna'y dagem

A gentle breeze

Katekep to'y linaew

Along with it is the dew

 

Samit da'y kugip ko

So sweet is my dream

Binangonan kon tampol

Right away I awake

 

Lapu'd say limgas mo

Because of your beauty

Sikan  asika'y amamayoen
You are the only one I will love

 

Lalo la bilay

Best of all, my life

No sika la'y nanengneng

When I see you

 

Napunas lan amin

All wiped away

So ermen ya akbibiten

The sorrows that I bear

 

No nanonotan

when I remember

Ko la'y samit day ugalim

Your sweet kindness

 

Ag ta ka nalingwanan

I will not forget you

Angga'd kauyos na bilay

Till life is gone

 # send by "A Burn A Bee" #

I  came across your malinak song ...can you translate and post it here? I found very few Pangasinan songs, having grown up most of my years in Mindanao, where native Bisayan and Moslem songs were the norm...

When i went back to Pangasinan during high school years, and travelled from there to zambales usually, the music I hear in the Minibuses and Victory buses were the music of the 40's and 50's.

Now my nephew says that the staple of those buses are air supply, barry manilow and 70's music....

I love Manila, but something about barrio life, the easy and silent lonely life, picturable by mango tree in a field, with the hut and the carabao nearby, the town a few kms down the dusty road, the sweet smell of burning leaves in the dusk...

I have been all over the Philippines, at least among the major towns and areas and tribes...and I have lived in them as a resident...each has its own pretty uniqueness, but a lot are in common with other towns in the philippines...

I miss home...everyday of my life... I hope I'll have the courage to let go and leave...and return to my homeland and live there...my homeland, my people...my identity...

I know Ill wake up tomorrow and forget and work again and enjoy this First world comforts... but it isnt because I dont want to go home really...I want to but I dont have the courage nor the will to leave these material things...the little that i have accumulated over time...

But I am slowly divesting myself of things... I will...and when I finally go back home, i will let you know...that I have made it.... I have gone back to my mother's lap...I have come home, to where I belong, to where I should be....to where i should have never left....30+ years ago.




Comment from longwaybye - 20/10/06 4:35 PM

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There you go, my friend..The English translation of Malinak lay Labi. Could not do it better than the above work because unfortunately, I am an Ilocano.

I am also doing the same thing as you do..divesting myself of the so many "stuff" I accumulated through the years..What's the use of these collections now? I am wondering. I am putting some stuff into a box, label it and seal it with a packing tape. I will number each box and someday, when I finish my Last Will and Testament, I will name the persons to whom I will leave each box..

It is an exercise really in giving up, in emptying the mind and the soul of non-essentials and filling it up with things that really matter...

Going home to the Philippines?. Again for me, only time will tell!

But do tell me when it is already time for you to go back!---#