Alas-tres na gyud tawon sa kadlawon
Pero akong mata gasiga ra gihapon
Bisan onsaon og limot sa kagahapon
Lisud man pud diay ni siya buhaton.

Katung naa pa ka dire sa akong tapad
Husay kaayo akong pamati, way pagkalabad
Karon bisan aha akong huna-huna galupad
Mahuwasan ra ko ani kadugayan, makaalimadmad.

Gaampo ko nga onta akong kasing-kasing lig-unon
Kay wa naman koy balikan, wala nay dapat ayuhon
Ana sila salig lang nga mubali ang panahon
Kung karon naas kaguol, muabot ra pud na ako mamalipayon...

So it is true
How my soul is wrecked from missing you
I can not begin to comprehend
This mood of complete invincibility,
To a sudden unwelcome, melancholy.
You, who is too imperfect
A sheep, who in a slight breeze of change,
follows without second of a thought
towards the herd, the mediocre —
But how are you unperturbed,
Not a dot of concern, mon cherie?
That it seemed time had stopped
Only to heavily unfold and begin again
The moment my eyes meets yours...
So sure of your disposition,
Audacious even,
In the deep spaces of my heart.
But I can not lie...
My sun, my moon,
My love,— I am head
over heels, completely.
-A. Fernandez P.