My country Philippines
Land of gold and flowers
Love is in her palm
Offering beauty and beauty
And to her tender and beautiful
Foreigners have been caught
My people, you have been taken captive
Plunged into suffering
CHORUS
Even a bird that has the freedom to fly
Hold you and cry
A people can still be perfect beauty
The one who doesn't want to climb
Philippines I adore
A nest of tears and poverty
My aspiration
See you perfect and free
CHORUS
Bird even if you are free to fly
Hold it close and cry
A town can still be a perfect beauty
Those who don't want to climb

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