I’ll cross the sea first from the pier
Wavy saltwater, boats do steer
Across the volcano was that island dear
Blue skies make the green land appear

If I were a ship’s captain, I would voyage around
And explore San Miguel’s sandy ground
I’ll stick my ear to the waves and egrets’ sound
When the sunset comes, the mountains across are crowned

At night, I could sleep on this island’s sands
And gaze upon the million lights of the galactic hands
Or above are the palm trees swaying, proudly they stand
Or if not on the sands, we can hike above the highlands

The city lights reflect from the sea
So does the fishermen’s bright ferry
And oh the lighthouse above me
Illuminates the stratosphere gallantly

To God who created such beauty,
We adore the gift we received from thee.


The Lord God gave us the hand to take good care of his land
Let us maintain nature’s grand.