SAJAAK 

(yang tulis tajuk kat bawah video berkenaan maknanya saya dah kaji)

Yanyi - 1. When I'm potting the plants etc  2. SELF-CARE 3. LANDSCAPE WITH A HUNDRED TURNS

Pengganas tu, Dia Sedang Memerhati

oleh Wislawa Szymborska

 

The bomb in the bar will explode at thirteen

twenty.

Now it's just thirteen sixteen.

There's still time for some to go in,

and some to come out.

[Bom dalam bar akan meletup pada tiga belas dua puluh. Sekarang baru tiga belas enam belas. Masih ada masa bagi sesiapa yang nak masuk, dan sesiapa nak keluar.]

 

The terrorist has already crossed the street.

The distance keeps him out of danger,

and what a view -- just like the movies:

[Pengganas tu dah lintas jalan. Jaraknya kini membebaskannya daripada bahaya, dan betapa indahnya pemandangan – macam dalam wayang gambar:]

 

A woman in a yellow jacket, she's going in.

A man in dark glasses, he's coming out.

Teen-agers in jeans, they're talking.

Thirteen seventeen and four seconds.

The short one, he's lucky, he's getting on a

scooter,

but the tall one, he's going in.

Thirteen seventeen and forty seconds.

That girl, she's walking along with a green ribbon

in her hair.

But then a bus suddenly pulls in front of her.

Thirteen eighteen.

The girl's gone.

Was she that dumb, did she go in or not,

we'll see when they carry them out.

Thirteen nineteen.

Somehow no one's going in.

Another guy, fat, bald, is leaving, though.

Wait a second, looks like he's looking for

something in his pockets and

at thirteen twenty minus ten seconds

he goes back in for his crummy gloves.

Thirteen twenty exactly.

This waiting, it's taking forever.

Any second now.

No, not yet.

Yes, now.

The bomb, it explodes.

[Seorang perempuan berjaket kuning, dia masuk. Seorang lelaki berkacamata hitam, dia keluar. Remaja-remaja memakai jeans, mereka berbual-bual. Tiga belas tujuh belas dan empat saat. Yang bertubuh pendek, dia bertuah, dia menaiki skuter, tapi yang tinggi, dia masuk. Tiga belas tujuh belas dan empat puluh saat, perempuan tu, dia berjalan, kelihatan reben hijau dirambutnya. Tapi, tiba-tiba sebuah bas berhenti depannya. Tiga belas lapan belas. Perempuan itu lenyap. Adakah dia si bodoh, adakah dia masuk atau tidak, kita akan tahu apabila mereka mengeluarkan mereka nanti. Tiga belas sembilan belas. Entah kenapa tiada sesiapa pun masuk. Seorang lelaki lain, gemuk, botak, bagaimanapun kelihatan beredar. Tunggu sebentar, kelihatan macam dia mencari sesuatu dalam poket-poket dan pada tiga belas dua puluh tolak sepuluh saat, dia masuk kembali untuk mengambil sarung tangan selekehnya. Tiga belas dua puluh tepat. Penantian ini amat panjang. Bila-bila masa sahaja. Tak, belum lagi. Ya, sekarang. Bom tu, ia meletup.]