I dwell in the vastness of my ocean Bathed in the sun's merciful radiance I was formed around a grain of sand or of history, or love, or time
The loving Lonchura lands on my shoulder To listen to the story of my forefathers The tale of pride and of crimson waters Of the braves, of victory, or the rare air
Sampaguitas kiss my sun-kissed cheek And pour its oils on my curious feet Gumamelas gather in harmony of color and of fragrance, of adoration, of vigor
I loom over the golden seas Of eager waves and mighty sailors I dance with the gleeful chanting of the north winds and the palm trees
A little bit of all the cultures made one From a long history of Western colonial rule Evolved a blood of a unique blend Of east, of west, of appearance, of culture
I am the Nacre! The pearl of the orient seas I shine in the salinity and bounty In the heat of the glorious Pacific