Anthology of Filipino poetry / Anthology of Filipino poetry 1593-2009

Anthology of Filipino poetry / Anthology of Filipino poetry 1593-2009

Anthology of Filipino poetry / Anthology of Filipino poetry 1593-2009

Farewell, beloved homeland, region of the sun dear pearl of the East Sea, our lost Eden! To give you I'm glad the sad life was alive and brighter, fresher, more flowery also for you I gave it, I gave it for your good

On battlefields, fighting with delirium
others give you their lives without doubts , without regret
the place nothing matters, cypress, laurel or lily
scaffold or open field, combat or cruel martyrdom
the same is if the country and the home ask for it

I I die when I see that the sky colors and finally announces the day behind a moist hood,
if you need to dye your aurora
pour out my blood, pour it in good time
and give it a reflex of his nascent light.

My dreams when just teenage boy
my dreams when young already full of vigor
were seeing you one day, jewel of the east sea with dry black eyes , high the smooth front without a frown, without wrinkles, without stains of flush

I dream of my life, my ardent living longing
Health cries the soul that soon is going to leave! br> Health! Oh, it's beautiful to fall for giving you flight
die for giving you life, dying under your sky
and on your enchanted land eternity sleeping

Anthology of Filipino poetry / Anthology of Filipino poetry 1593-2009
Anthology of Filipino poetry / Anthology of Filipino poetry 1593-2009

If on my grave you see a day sprout between the thick, simple herb, humble flower
close it to your lips and kiss my soul
and feel me in my forehead under the cold grave
your tenderness the breath, your breath the heat

Let the moon see me in calm and soft light
Let the dawn send forth its fleeting glow
Let the wind moan with its grave murmur And if it descends and perches on my cross a bird < let the bird sing your song of peace Let the sun burn, the rains evaporate and the sky become pure with my cry in the pos
let a friend be my early end to cry
and in the serene afternoons when someone prays for me
Pray also, O Father, for my rest to God!

And when in dark night the cemetery is wrapped
and only the dead alone stay there watching over
do not disturb your rest, do not disturb the mystery
perhaps you hear the sound of zither or psaltery
am I , dear homeland, I that I sing to you

And when my tomb of all is forgotten, do not have a cross or stone to mark its place
let it be man, spread it with the hoe and my ashes, before they return to nothing,
the dust of your carpet that they will form

Then nothing matters you put me in oblivion
your atmosphere, your space , your valleys will cross
vibrant and clean note will be for your ear
aroma, light, colors, rumor, song, moan
constant repeating the essence of my faith

My homeland idolized, pain of my pain
dear Philippines, hear the last goodbye
there I leave everything, my parents, my loves
I go where there are no slaves, executioners or oppressors
where faith does not kill, where the who reigns is God

Farewell parents and brothers, ma

friends of childhood in the lost home
dad thanks that I rest of the exhausting day
sweet goodbye foreigner, my friend, my joy
goodbye dear beings, to die is to rest

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