Familiar with those song??

Yeah.. lagu itu biasa dinyanyikan saat kita kemping di pramuka, acara api unggun, sambil saling melempar kata / bait pada teman satu lingkaran. Permainan dasar yg biasa dimainkan oleh anak2 di indonesia. Liriknya bisa bersambung-sambung, kata pertama biasanya mengambil dari kata terakhir bait sebelumnya. Misalnya:

A: Sedang apa, sedang apa, sedang apa sekarang? 

B: Sekarang sedang makan, sedang makan, sedang makan sekarang. Makan apa, makan apa, makan apa sekarang?

C: Sekarang makan nasi, makan nasi, makan nasi sekarang. Nasi apa, nasi apa, nasi apa sekarang?

And so on. Sampai habis satu putaran. Bagi yg tidak bisa meneruskan lagu biasanya akan kena hukuman dari teman2nya yg laen.

Tapi tahukah kamu, kalau lagu ’sedang apa’ itu sebenarnya sebuah ‘American western folk ballad’ dgn judul asli Oh My Darling, Clementine.

Here I upload the original lyrics: 

Clementine

In a cavern, In a canyon,
Excavating for a mine,
Dwelt a miner forty-niner,
And his daughter Clementine.

Chorus:
Oh my darling, Oh my darling,
Oh my darling Clementine,
You are lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry Clementine.

Repeat chorus

Light she was and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number nine;
Herring boxes, without topses,
Sandals were for Clementine.

Repeat chorus

Drove she ducklings to the water,
Every morning just at nine;
Hit her foot against a splinter,
Fell into the foaming brine.

Repeat chorus

Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles, soft and fine;
But Alas! I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine.

Repeat chorus

When the miner forty-niner,
Soon began to peak and pine,
Thought he oughter "jine" his daughter,
Now he’s with his clementine.

Repeat chorus

In a corner of the churchyard,
Where the myrtle boughs entwine,
Grow the roses in their poses,
Fertilized by Clementine.

Repeat chorus

In my dreams she still doth haunt me,
Robed in garments soaked in brine.
Though in life I used to hug her,
Now she’s dead, I’ll draw the line.

Repeat chorus

How I missed her, how I missed her
How I missed my Clementine.
So I kissed her little sister,
And forgot my Clementine.

Repeat chorus

Now you Boy Scouts, there’s a moral
To this little tale of mine.
Artificial respiration,
Would have saved my Clementine.

Repeat chorus