Sinyales de Malas
Nyor Gamay (NG): Hello DJ?
DJ Mbenga (DJ): O Hello Nyor
Gamay! Daug kas pustahanay?
NG: Sa unsa DJ? Sa Pacquiao-Marquez? Wa ko mo pusta DJ oi!
DJ: Basig mauwaw lang ka moangkon ha?
NG: Sa tinuoray lang DJ, kapustahon gyud kong Pacquiao.
DJ: Unya nganong wa man ka mopusta?
NG: Mitumaw man ang mga sinyales sa Dimalas.
DJ: Yawerdz.
NG: Bitaw, DJ.
DJ: Unsa mang sinyales, panaglit? Nga wan a siya manguros?
NG: Apil na DJ, pero minor ran a.
DJ: Nga wan i siya magsul-ob og rosaryuhan?
NG: Apil pud na pero dili na maoy naka pa atras sa akong pusta.
DJ: Unsa man diay naka pa atras nimo?
NG: Kadtong nahibawoan ko nga si Romney ug si Mosley miadto sa iyang quarters para mo greet kaniya. Duh aka nanga parot daw mitupad kaniya para papasabot nga siya maoy ikatulo kanila.
DJ: Kuyaw sad nang imo Nyor, da. Murag “like follows like” nga principle sa magic. Kon matipon kas mga gidimalas dimalason sad ka.
NG: Kahinumdum ka sa una nga iyang gitagaan og ticket ang mga player sa Boston Celtics nga niadtong tungora mga champion sa NBA di ba nidaug siya.
DJ: Good point Nyor. Murag kahibawo naka mobasag karma ug Baraka. So unsa may request nato? Ug kang kinsa mo man kini i-dedicate?
NG: Kuan, DJ, “Losing My Religion” sa REM ug para kini kang Pacquiao, kang Dionesia ug sa mga Obispo nga mipaugat pagtambong sa 2nd reading sa RH Bill. Puros kini sila karon my krises sa pagtuo.
DJ: Mao ba Nyor? Na hala, sigue. Ania ang “Losing My Religion” sa REM:
Life is bigger/It’s bigger than you/And you are not me/The lengths that I will go to/The distance in your eyes/Oh no, I’ve said too much/I set it up
That’s me in the corner/That’s me in the spotlight/Losing my religion/Trying to keep up with you/And I don’t know if I can do it/Oh no I’ve said too much/I haven’t said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing/I thought that I heard you sing/I think I thought I saw you try
Every whisper/Of every waking hour/I’m choosing my confessions/Trying to keep an eye on you/Like a hurt lost and blinded fool/Oh no, I’ve said too much/I set it up
Consider this/The hint of the century/Consider this/The slip that brought me/To my knees failed/What if all these fantasies/Come flailing around/Now I’ve said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing/I thought that I heard you sing/I think I thought I saw you try/But that was just a dream/That was just a dream
That’s me in the corner/That’s me in the spotlight/Losing my religion/Trying to keep up with you/And I don’t know if I can do it/Oh no I’ve said too much/I haven’t said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing/I thought that I heard you sing/I think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream, try, cry, why, try/That was just a dream, just a dream, just a dream/Dream
