Woman's body, white hills, white thighs,
you look like the world with your attitude of surrender.
My savage peasant body undermines you
and makes the son leap from the depths of the earth.
I went alone like a tunnel. Birds fled from me
and into me the night entered its powerful invasion
To survive I forged you like a weapon
like an arrow in my bow, like a stone in my sling.

No more love than Yours,
Oh Divine Heart!
The Filipino people
Give you their heart.
In temples and at home
Our tongue invokes you;
You will reign steadily
From Aparri to Jolo.
For awhile we waited for
Your empire in the East;
The Faith of the Philipines
It's, like the sun, burning;
Like a solid rock;
Immense, like the ocean.
The iniquity cannot
Be in control of these islands,
A raising [of the flag?] in our mountains
Your heavenliness teaches,
The gates of hell
Will not prevail.

Hunched over on the afternoons I toss my sad nets to your oceanic eyes.

There my loneliness, that turns my arms like a shipwreck, spreads and burns in the highest fire.

I make red signals to your absent eyes that smell like the ocean at the shore of a lighthouse.

You hold only darkness, my distant woman; at times the dreadful shore emerges from your look.

Hunched over on the afternoons I toss my sad nets to your oceanic eyes.

The nocturnal birds peck at the first stars that flash like my soul when I love you.

She gallops night away on her gloomy mare, scattering blue ears about the countryside.