{"id":2503,"date":"2023-11-14T19:56:06","date_gmt":"2023-11-14T11:56:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bangsamororeview.com\/main\/?p=2503"},"modified":"2025-04-21T20:38:26","modified_gmt":"2025-04-21T12:38:26","slug":"tarasul","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bangsamororeview.com\/main\/tarasul\/","title":{"rendered":"Tarasul"},"content":{"rendered":"

Nelson Dino, original teext and translation<\/em><\/p>\n

Higung Dagang\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

Daing ha daplak Bongao, tulak liyayag,
\nPa kapuan Sandakan, usaha tagak
\nHa lansa miyagad, dagat bilu siyabulak
\nLayag tagna sintak, simung agak-agak.<\/p>\n

Silak suga timapil, ha alun limahil
\nWaktu simibug mandil, paluang in biyangkil
\nLaud bahaya iyuntas, liyukisan labay bansil
\nSubuh na iyabutan, alta magad himasil.<\/p>\n

Pamapa subangan, sutla in hinangan
\nHa parian Sandakan jinis niya diyagang
\nHa kakayaan Bongao pa mussa, gusi kalang
\nIn luwan darahan, tugub suysuy bilang
\nDuwal waktu in makaiyan.<\/p>\n

Uh, kaw higung dagang, ha hangin simampang-
\nParsugpatan wayi bugtu, umantas dagat larang
\nHa Bongao pa Sandakan suysuy kamaasan
\nHa sulatan salasila yaun saun kiyakissa.<\/p>\n

Labay huakag-hanung, asal masi matunung
\nHa saka dagang bilang, dapat di masulak laung
\nHa Bongao pa Sandakan, tulak sampang liyangan,
\nTumalik duun angan, tubuan sin dagangan.<\/p>\n

Tempest Trade\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

From Bongao’s shores, we set our sails,
\nTo Sandakan’s distant isles, our trading trails
\nIn wooden vessels, on the azure sea,
\nWe journeyed forth, adventurous and free.<\/p>\n

The sun kissed the waves in a rhythmic dance.
\nAs we navigated, we took our chance.
\nThrough perilous waters, we charted our way
\nTrading treasures at the break of day.<\/p>\n

Spices from the east and textiles made of silk
\nIn Sandakan’s markets, we traded our ilk.
\nFrom Bongao’s bounty to pearls and rare shells,
\nour cargo held stories that only time can tell.<\/p>\n

Oh, the whispers of trade in the ocean’s breeze\u2014a
\ntimeless connection across the seas.
\nFrom Bongao to Sandakan, a tale of old,
\nIn the annals of history, our story’s told.<\/p>\n

Through tempests and calm, we’d always persist. In
\nthis ancient trade, we could not resist.
\nFrom Bongao to Sandakan, our journeys would
\nshow the beauty of trading, where dreams could
\ngrow.<\/p>\n


\nBud Bongao Barakatan<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ha puntuk bud sussi aku timindug,
\nSulad panugpat hipu alamat sin lupa punud,
\nLumawag kasambuhan tawag sin kamaasan,
\nMagdayaw siratulrahim, sugpat pa katan.<\/p>\n

Titib in labayan ha tikanganku,
\nUlangig makusug bati liyabayan waktu,
\nHalaum hagas hangin, kulanas dahun,
\nHikmah sin adat hanunut himablun.<\/p>\n

Ha babaan langit wayi jangkaan,
\nAku naglawag kusug miyaksud sin liuran,
\nIban panghulmat, simulad pa puntuk sussi
\nBalikan in parsugpatan, magtibuuk magkasi.<\/p>\n

Hangin dupuy malanu, napas hiyangbus,
\nParasahan niyanam hiyabulan sin alam,
\nIsa-isa hi baran, matarrang in jawaban,
\nAdat pasambuhun, luha igan kahinyul.<\/p>\n

Kamulliya sin puntuk Bongao, sahaya mahinaat,
\nDunya biyukisan, batuk in kasabbulan,
\nHiyablunan kissa, nagsulabit mattan,
\nHa tiranan sussi rahmat kiyasambanan.<\/p>\n

Bihaun nakauna, bannang adat mari biyutuk,
\nSulad magpasambuh, sussi in sapa gutuk,
\nHa Bud Bongao barakatan ini aku natibuuk,
\nSugpatan atay ginhawa, amu miyaksud.<\/p>\n

In tiyap tikangku, magparayaw butuk,
\nHa antara sin nyawa iban langit angut,
\nHa puntuk bud sussi, rahmat naabut,
\nPali adat piyauli, tampat sussi in labut.<\/p>\n

Sacred Bongao Peak<\/strong><\/p>\n

On the sacred mountain’s lofty crest, I stand,
\nA journey steeped in mystic ties to land,
\nA healing quest, my spirit’s ancient call,
\nTo mend the bonds that link us, one and all.<\/p>\n

The path is steep, and with every step I take,
\nI feel the echoes of the past awake.
\nIn whispers of the wind and rustling leaves,
\nThe wisdom of our culture softly weaves.<\/p>\n

Beneath the canopy of an endless sky,
\nI seek the strength our ancestors imply.
\nWith reverence, I climb this sacred peak.
\nTo mend the ties and gain unity, we seek.<\/p>\n

The air is pure, and with every breath I breathe,
\nI sense the power of nature’s gentle sheath.
\nIn solitude, I find the answers clear.
\nTo heal our culture, wipe away the tears.<\/p>\n

The Bongao peak’s glory in the morning light,
\nReveals a world where ancient meets the right.
\nA weave of stories, interlaced,
\nIn this sacred space, I find my grace.<\/p>\n

I tie my culture’s threads, both past and now,
\nA healing journey, an ancient sacred vow,
\nOn this majestic mountain, I am made whole.
\nReconnecting the heart and soul, a healing goal.<\/p>\n

With every step I take, I mend the ties,
\nBetween my spirit and the ancient skies,
\nOn the sacred Bongao Peak, I find my grace,
\nHealing culture’s wounds in this sacred space.<\/p>\n


\nBeyang<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ha kawman higad dagat, namilu-milu
\nAwun Beyang magsuruy, atay maamu
\nMagsasab marayaw, tawag bi na kamu
\nMagdagang daya laud, kaku iban kaniyu.<\/p>\n

Sin parat suga pais niya diyapuan,
\nUyum mamanis bayhu sahaya puan,
\nMimindit ambung ista luunan,
\nGimigiik buhangin ha tiranan bulawan.<\/p>\n

Mata sumuysuy kissa sin laud, malaum-laum,
\nSin pagtulak tungud pa alun, limaya talun,
\nSambil ha daplakan ista giyulung,
\nHa kissa sin laud, siya nangayu tulung.<\/p>\n

Daing ha lumahan pilak pa ullang asibi,
\nMakuyag aku, kitaniyu siya nagbakti,
\nKawman kimalang ha tikang niya nagbukti,
\nPagkita sin pipindit hi Beyang taukasi.<\/p>\n

Pagka suga timugum, hinang salassay,
\nTikang ha paratan, mahapun muwi pa bay,
\nHi Beyang aturun, dungdungan silay,
\nIn kissa niya iban ista, tuyu kita’ salay.<\/p>\n

Jari ha kawman ini laud magkalang,
\nLimbay hi Beyang limangsa, masang
\nImanyan ambung sin laud iban ginlupaan,
\nSin lima malasahun, ha padlima kubalan.<\/p>\n

A Bajau Lady<\/strong><\/p>\n

In a village by the sea so blue,
\nA Bajau lady, her heart so true,
\nShe roams with grace, a fishmonger’s call,
\nSelling treasures from the ocean, for me and you.<\/p>\n

Her skin kissed by the sun’s warm embrace,
\nA smile that lights up her weathered face,
\nWith woven baskets of fish in hand,
\nShe treads the sands of the golden strand.<\/p>\n

Her eyes tell stories of the deep, deep sea.
\nOf adventures, of waves wild and free,
\nWith every fish she lays on the shore,
\nA tale of the ocean, she does implore.<\/p>\n

From mackerel silver to shrimp so small,
\nHer offerings delight one and all,
\nThe village hums with her lively stride,
\nAs the Bajau lady’s wares are eyed.<\/p>\n

With the setting sun, her work is done,
\nHomeward bound, under the evening sun,
\nThe Bajau lady, a sight to behold,
\nIn her stories and fish, her spirit unfolds.<\/p>\n

So, in this village where the ocean sings,
\nA Bajau lady with her gossamer wings,
\nShe weaves a basket of sea and land,
\nIn the palm of her weathered, loving hand.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Nelson Dino, original teext and translation Higung Dagang\u00a0 Daing ha daplak Bongao, tulak liyayag, Pa kapuan Sandakan, usaha tagak Ha lansa miyagad, dagat bilu siyabulak Layag tagna sintak, simung agak-agak. Silak suga timapil, ha alun limahil Waktu simibug mandil, paluang … Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2503","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":false,"jetpack_likes_enabled":false,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bangsamororeview.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2503","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bangsamororeview.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bangsamororeview.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bangsamororeview.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bangsamororeview.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2503"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/bangsamororeview.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2503\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2507,"href":"https:\/\/bangsamororeview.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2503\/revisions\/2507"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bangsamororeview.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2503"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bangsamororeview.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2503"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bangsamororeview.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2503"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}