In archipelagos' golden embrace,
Where sunlit waters kiss the shore,
A language blooms with vibrant grace,
A mirror of our culture's core.
Filipino tongue, a kaleidoscope,
A prism of hues, diverse and bright,
Through words, we share our dreams and hope,
In every phrase, a guiding light.
A tapestry woven through the years,
Stories of ancestors passed down,
Their wisdom etched in laughter's tears,
In each syllable, a sacred crown.
From mountains high to the ocean's breeze,
In bustling streets and quiet nooks,
In songs and dances that appease,
The essence of our culture crooks.
It echoes a storied past,
Heroes' valor, battles won,
The struggles faced and storms surpassed,
In Filipino, our tales are spun.
With words that dance upon the tongue,
A melody that stirs the soul,
Through joys and sorrows, ever sung,
A heritage that makes us whole.
So let us cherish and embrace,
This mirror of our cultural tongue,
A language that can bind and trace,
A nation's heart, forever young.
Filipino language, we hold dear,
In every voice, a legacy,
A bridge to hearts both far and near,
A beacon of identity.