BuLOnG

I have opened the path of the unimaginable; I have touched the sacred grounds of eternity.

For all of the things that accompanied me (that) made my burden heavy and my journey long and tiring, I offer the beauty of sacred things around me. Without these burden, my goal is unworthy; their presence gave me appreciation.

I relent my acts of attempting to keep light the burden I carry, for I lost possible friends to whom I could have shared the rest of my success. I relent the time I am wasting right now for ever coming here too early, my gold is melting. I regret my actions of going into the sea, for ever easing up the thirst I felt. I could have kept it with me, and I could have shared that treasure today. Now, I can never be satisfied, my success is pointless… please don’t make it worthless.

Yakaping muli ang mundong kinagisnan
Halika’t yapusin, sana’y nararamdaman

Sa kailalima’y aahon ang lakas
Babangon muli sa pag-idlip ang marahas

Pipitigin ng kamay ko ang kulambong bumabalot
Dahil nasa dugo ko ang mundong tinatawag na salot

Pilitin mang ang mga braso ko’y bigkisin
Magpupumiglas at lalaban ‘tong muli

Sapagka’t ang isip ay hindi natatali
Tatakbo, mangungusap, gagawang muli

Ito ang mundong sa aki’y nagsabi
‘Ikaw lang ang makapangyarihang makapaghahabi

‘Kapalaran mo’y hindi isusulat para sa iyo
Ngayong nagbangon ka’t sumunod sa ayon ng puso

‘Halika, anak, simulan ang pagsulat
Babalik agad lakas, tapang at lahat

‘Pagka’t ang buhay mo’y sumulat sa papel
At hawak mong mga sandata: isip at bolpen

‘Damhin ang lakas ng iyong pagkatao
Isulat sa papel, kahit pira-piraso.’