Smell the sweet fragrance of flowers blossoming, The rich aroma of pan de sal baking In the crisp air not too polluted. Hear the ringing of coffee being stirred, The sizzling of golden eggs in a pan, The rattling of trees as they sway with the breeze, The chirping of birds playing above you, The chatting of vendors about the news, and The chuckling of grandfathers as they reminisce their youths.
To this nocturnal generation Who loves to stay up all night And sleep in 'til noon: Add some wonder in your life By exploring the morning, The dawning, beginning, The birthing Of the same situations Probably problems* But new opportunities.