Translated by Paz
Marquez Benitez
I
O land beloved,
Child of the sunny
Orient,
Whose ardent spirit
Ever burns in thy
breast!
O land of beauty.
Cradle of valiant
warriors,
Tyrant oppressors
Never will daunt
thy sons!
II
On the blue seas
and verdant hills
And in they winds
and azure skies
Thy immortal voice
of Liberty
We hear in ringing
song arise.
On thy dear banner
that has led
Thy sons to victory
in the fight
Forever shall its
sun and stars
Unclouded shine
with golden light.
III
Philippines, O land
beloved of the sun,
On thy dear bosom
life is sweet!
But in the hour
when men must die for thee
Gladly our lives
we’ll lay at thy feet!
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