April 19, 2008
Whenever I remember my dead parents, this song always comes to mind. This is a maudlin song that never fails to make me feel the pain of longing in my chest. I terribly miss them. Why is life like this, that we bring joy to our parents when we come into their world, but our parents leave us grief?
Sih Na•nay sih Ta•tay
Here’s the song lyrics as rendered in my proposed orthography.
Sih Na•nay, sih Ta•tay dih koh babaya•чan,
Bala•kid nah boчot чan saku•yaŋ чu•taŋ
Sih pagdarah sakoч nin siyam nah bu•lan,
Ga•tas nah sino•soh, dih koh mabaya•dan.
Чay Na•nay, чay Ta•tay, kon чakoh huma•leч,
Hihida•won nindoh sah gabos nah чa•kiч;
Makakuчah kah man nin чikakasaŋleч,
Daчih makaчa•rog kan sakoŋ чuga•liч
Чay Na•nay, чay Ta•tay, kon чakoh mara•чot,
Pugotan nin payoh, ibontog sah lahod,
Kon maheliŋ nindoh nah nagчanodчa•nod,
Чay Na•nay, чay Ta•tay, sapodah man to•los.
Si Nanay si Tatay
Here’s the lyrics in the current orthography, with interlinear translation.
Si Nanay, si Tatay di ko babayaan,
(The) Mama, (the) Papa no of me will leave
Balakid na boot an sakuyang utang
Huge(?) ”inside” (the) my debt
Si pagdara sako nin siyam na bulan,
(The) bring me of 9 months
Gatas na sinoso, di ko mabayadan.
Milk sucked, no of me can pay
Ay Nanay, ay Tatay, kon ako humale,
Oh Mama, oh Papa, if I leave
Hihidawon nindo sa gabos na aki;
Will miss of you (plural) among all children
Makakua ka man nin ikakasangle,
Can find you even of can replace
Dai makaarog kan sakong ugali.
No can copy of my character/sentiment
Ay Nanay, ay Tatay, kon ako maraot,
Oh Mama, oh Papa, if I bad
Pugotan nin payo, ibontog sa lahod,
Cut off of head, dip at high seas
Kon maheling nindo na nag-anodanod,
If can see of you (plural) drifting & bobbing
Ay Nanay, ay Tatay, sapoda man tolos.
Oh Mama, oh Papa, pick up too right away
Here is an idiomatic translation in English:
My mother, my father I will not ditch.
I am very much indebted.
My conception for 9 months,
The milk I sucked, can’t be repaid.
Oh mother, oh father, If I leave
You will miss more than your other kids.
Though you find someone to trade
Will not have my sentiments.
Oh mother oh father, if I’m bad
Cut off my head, dip in the high seas.
If it drifts and bobs in the waves
Oh mother father, pick it up fast.

