Manila, lost throughout the years
From her wreck, who will ease the fears?
But, she remain hopeful that soon
Her pain turns to the light of moon
Manila, come back and rise up
The trees and sky won’t let you stop
Your brokenness will be mended
Through time, bitterness be ended
Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 6:57 PM UTC
Manila, lost throughout the years
From her wreck, who will ease the fears?
But, she remain hopeful that soon
Her pain turns to the light of moon
Manila, come back and rise up
The trees and sky won’t let you stop
Your brokenness will be mended
Through time, bitterness be ended