Several times more singing,

The song with tears of bitterness?

For how long to endure,

The grip chain?


Look around you,

A city of a people who dedicated life,

Why seems to be used to repetition,

In the dues that become color?


Pride is our stability,

But is it firmness to become callous?

When abuse is standardized,

And negligence is ignored?


Your position is not a dream,

It is a real wound that flows through,

Silence in the middle of battle,

By supporting a bound work.


Awake, my dear Philippines!

Open the eye staring into the dark,

Put away dignity, build strength,

Do not hide anger at depth.


Hope not in the same name,

There is no promise broken from the wind,

It is in the hearts of every citizen,

Ready to stand and the people were loved.


Awake now. Bang, my People,

Before the sun fully sets;

When you open and fight,

The true swallow will rise again and appear.