(Version in Hokkien)
Ch’ng Kak Hwa
Chow Bi Bi
Chow Lin Eh Tng Snuar Bo Liow Si
Oo Beh Pang Lai Khiar
Boe Beh Pang Lai Chay
Kim Hwa Tia
Kim Huah Tnia
Si Leh Lang Thai Gu
Pek Leh Lang Thai Eow
Philing Phalang Lang Chua Sin Neow
Sin Neow Hor Huay Sio
Knia Sai Puak Lo Kio
Chneh Mm How How Kio
How Mi lai
How Buek Chiak Tong Chai
Tong Chai Ar Buay Chu
How Buek Chiak Gniau Chu
Gniau Chu Ar Buey Thai
How Buek Chiak Ong Lai
Ong Lai Ar Buay Saik
How Buek Pek Chneo Paik
Puak Lok Lai
Khar Chnui Saik.
(Version in English)
Your fragrance is unbearable
There is no need to go back to your native land
There are horses in the stable
But no horses for us to ride
Ornamented bridal chamber
Golden flower ornamented wok
There are four baskets of slaughtered cows
And another eight baskets of slaughtered lambs
And a bustling preparation to welcome the bride
But the bride perished in a fire
And the groom jumps from the bridge
And the mother-in-law was seen grieving
Why was she grieving?
She grieves because of her craving for preserved vegetables
But the preserved vegetable hasn’t been prepared
She grieves because of her craving for mouse meat
But the mouse hasn’t been prepared
She grieves because of her craving for pineapples
But the pineapples is still not ripe
She grieves because she longs to climb over the other side
But she fell
Sustaining bruises on her buttocks.
About this rhyme/ditty:~
Ch’ng Kak Hua, is a colloquial Hokkien term for ‘fingernail flower’ scientifically known as “Lawsonia Inermis”. This rhyme/ditty tells about a tragedy that befalls a certain marriage.
The author/owner has compiled for record, a collection of early Hokkien sayings, proverbs, rhymes and ditties to capture the essence and spirit of his hoi polloi, a community originating from the southern province of Fujian, China where individuals climbed aboard bum boats, crossing the South China Sea to settle in faraway lands to escape the brewing civil unrest and a way out from hardship carrying along with them in their journey, nothing except their trademark ponytails and their beliefs, very much rooted in Confucianism. These ditties retell their story and their lifestyle way back then so that the younger generation can gain an insight and foothold to their origin…
That was great and hilarious. My favorite poem of yours. I love it!
tq lisa- sorry to dissapoint you but this is an author unknown posting.. i intended to transfer all my records and close the other blog of mine in blogspot..
So many marriages end this way. Better a sad end than no end at all.
haha you maybe right dan and thanks!