Return to childhood to learn from innocence,
And gather the wisdom to survive eternity.
Though the world fractures with perils and shocks,
We hold the rare fortune to make the earth beautiful.
Yet heavy is the weight of divinely chosen goals—
To perish, time and again, testing the endurance of love,
while watching over the secret creations hidden below.
The meadow and the sky are daughters of this earth,
Flashing their brilliant light across the moon,
Igniting like cosmic fire within the heart of the sun.
Become a child once more to release the heavy anchors of love
into the deep, watery oceans of untamed flora.
We are bound by unseen vines to this everlasting growth,
navigating a world of both muted greys and vibrant colours,
stepping forward onto the rugged pavements and rocks ahead.
In this life, the unknown remains desperately hard to conquer,
Requiring a perilous struggle against torture and death.
We read the warnings left before the final traps are sprung—
Remembering the blood spilt in Datang of the Philippines.
For the sake of humanity and deep love for country,
A thousand soldiers surrendered their lives for peace,
Building an everlasting sanctuary that awaits us hereafter.