Pag-ibig sa Tinubuang Lupa

(Love for the Native Land)

✍️ By Andrés Bonifacio

Aling pag-ibig pa ang hihigit kaya

What love could ever be greater

Sa pagkadalisay at pagkadakila

Than one that is pure and noble

Gaya ng pag-ibig sa Tinubuang lupa?

Like the love for our native land?

Aling pag-ibig pa? Wala na nga, wala.

What other love? Truly, there is none.

Walang mahalagang hindi inihandog

Nothing of value is ever withheld

Ng may pusong mahal sa Bayang nagpupugto,

By a heart that loves its suffering country,

Dugo, yaman, dunong, katiisa’t pagod,

Blood, wealth, wisdom, loyalty, and effort,

Buhay ma’y abuting magkalagut-lagot.

Even life itself, ready to be torn apart.

Bakit? Alin ito na sakdal laki,

Why? What is this that is so great,

Na hinahandugan ng buong pagkasi?

That it deserves one’s full devotion?

Di ba ito’y ang ina na nag-alay

Isn’t it the mother who once gave

Ng ginhawa’t buhay sa anak na mahal?

Comfort and life to her beloved child?

O! pag-ibig na makapangyarihan,

O! love that is all-powerful,

Pag ikaw ang nukal sa puso ninuman,

When you arise from someone’s heart,

Kahit ano’ng hirap ay kaya niyang batin,

Any hardship can be endured,

At gawin ang bagay na di kayang gawin.

And the impossible becomes possible