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Nick Granato
He once earned a living fishing these waters,
Dulu dia mencari nafkah dengan memancing di perairan ini,
Out in the gulf, running the bay,
Di teluk, berlayar di teluk,
He remembers a time when the catch was abundant,
Dia ingat saat-saat ketika ikan melimpah,
He says too many people have scared them away,
Dia bilang terlalu banyak orang yang membuat mereka pergi,
His face was all wrinkled and browned from the weather,
Wajahnya penuh keriput dan hitam karena cuaca,
His hands were all calloused from years on the sea,
Tangan-tangannya kapalan setelah bertahun-tahun di laut,
By his bench on the pier all the tourists passed by him,
Di bangkunya di dermaga, semua turis lewat di depannya,
Unaware this old man had made all this to be…
Tanpa sadar bahwa kakek ini yang menciptakan semua ini…
He’s just an old cracker, who grew up on the island,
Dia hanya seorang 'cracker' tua, yang tumbuh di pulau ini,
His grandfather’s grandpa, drove the first pilings,
Kakek buyutnya yang memasang tiang pertama,
With a pioneers spirit, that runs in his blood
Dengan semangat pionir yang mengalir dalam darahnya,
An original native… Florida’s son
Seorang penduduk asli… anak Florida
He spoke of a time when life was quite different,
Dia berbicara tentang masa ketika hidup sangat berbeda,
Long before money and greed had its way,
Jauh sebelum uang dan keserakahan mengambil alih,
A place you could tell God had touched with his fingers,
Tempat di mana kau bisa merasakan sentuhan Tuhan,
Where you showed respect for the things He’d made
Di mana kau menunjukkan rasa hormat pada ciptaan-Nya
He said nowadays we’re surrounded by concrete,
Dia bilang sekarang kita dikelilingi beton,
High rises stretching to worship the sun,
Gedung-gedung tinggi menjulang untuk menyembah matahari,
He said they’re nothing to me but just graves on the beaches,
Dia bilang itu hanyalah kuburan di pantai,
Stones marking the places where paradise was…
Batu-batu menandai tempat di mana surga berada…
He’s just an old cracker, who grew up on the island,
Dia hanya seorang 'cracker' tua, yang tumbuh di pulau ini,
His grandfather’s, grandpa, drove the first pilings,
Kakek buyutnya yang memasang tiang pertama,
Oh the things that he’s witnessed, all the changing he’s done.
Oh, semua yang dia saksikan, semua perubahan yang dia alami.
An original legend… Florida’s son,
Seorang legenda asli… anak Florida,
He morns for what it’s become… Florida’s son,
Dia berduka atas apa yang telah terjadi… anak Florida,
And the future sets in what was…Florida’s son…
Dan masa depan terletak pada apa yang pernah ada… anak Florida…
Nick Granato
He once earned a living fishing these waters,
Dulu dia mencari nafkah dengan memancing di perairan ini,
Out in the gulf, running the bay,
Di teluk, berlayar di teluk,
He remembers a time when the catch was abundant,
Dia ingat saat-saat ketika ikan melimpah,
He says too many people have scared them away,
Dia bilang terlalu banyak orang yang membuat mereka pergi,
His face was all wrinkled and browned from the weather,
Wajahnya penuh keriput dan hitam karena cuaca,
His hands were all calloused from years on the sea,
Tangan-tangannya kapalan setelah bertahun-tahun di laut,
By his bench on the pier all the tourists passed by him,
Di bangkunya di dermaga, semua turis lewat di depannya,
Unaware this old man had made all this to be…
Tanpa sadar bahwa kakek ini yang menciptakan semua ini…
He’s just an old cracker, who grew up on the island,
Dia hanya seorang 'cracker' tua, yang tumbuh di pulau ini,
His grandfather’s grandpa, drove the first pilings,
Kakek buyutnya yang memasang tiang pertama,
With a pioneers spirit, that runs in his blood
Dengan semangat pionir yang mengalir dalam darahnya,
An original native… Florida’s son
Seorang penduduk asli… anak Florida
He spoke of a time when life was quite different,
Dia berbicara tentang masa ketika hidup sangat berbeda,
Long before money and greed had its way,
Jauh sebelum uang dan keserakahan mengambil alih,
A place you could tell God had touched with his fingers,
Tempat di mana kau bisa merasakan sentuhan Tuhan,
Where you showed respect for the things He’d made
Di mana kau menunjukkan rasa hormat pada ciptaan-Nya
He said nowadays we’re surrounded by concrete,
Dia bilang sekarang kita dikelilingi beton,
High rises stretching to worship the sun,
Gedung-gedung tinggi menjulang untuk menyembah matahari,
He said they’re nothing to me but just graves on the beaches,
Dia bilang itu hanyalah kuburan di pantai,
Stones marking the places where paradise was…
Batu-batu menandai tempat di mana surga berada…
He’s just an old cracker, who grew up on the island,
Dia hanya seorang 'cracker' tua, yang tumbuh di pulau ini,
His grandfather’s, grandpa, drove the first pilings,
Kakek buyutnya yang memasang tiang pertama,
Oh the things that he’s witnessed, all the changing he’s done.
Oh, semua yang dia saksikan, semua perubahan yang dia alami.
An original legend… Florida’s son,
Seorang legenda asli… anak Florida,
He morns for what it’s become… Florida’s son,
Dia berduka atas apa yang telah terjadi… anak Florida,
And the future sets in what was…Florida’s son…
Dan masa depan terletak pada apa yang pernah ada… anak Florida…
