If at least i had the chance
To ask this lady for a dance

Wishes were heard but not granted
Again, destiny in his purest hatred

Things will cram in past
Scent in dreams wont last

May you be a forgiving
As our tasteless lips are kissing

Kasing gulo ng nangingig na kamay
Ang desperadong utak na matamlay

Sa madilim at malaking kwarto
Walang laman, kahit na nga anino

Walang kulay sa madilim na sulok ng bahay
Nabubuhay sa hinga ngunit mistulang walang saysay

Kung minsan mas manhid pa sa patay
Ang katawang malamig na nakalatay

Bilanggo, nagiipon ng problema
Naubos sakin ang iyo sanang antukin na maghapon
Sa lait ng tadhana mukha'y hindi na maipipinta
Kung puwede lamang ito ay itatago nalang sa baon.

Laging talo, lagi nalang kasing kalaban ang isipan
Ang mga bagay na gusto ay hindi parin nalalaman
Sa buhay, napakahirap ang walang pangarap
Sa buhay, mahirap ang walang makausap.

Pati siguro multo ay papatusin
Pambawas lang ng iisipin,
Para lang may makasama
Di na takot, nasanay na ata sa kaba.

Sa unti-unting kong tanong sa puso at sarili,
Na saan nga bang pasya ako nagkamali?

The prisoner, he is losing his precious eyesight, and he is quite glad
For years now, never had the chance to intrude,
The world he never knew.
To him, nothing left to see other than his crummy cell.
In rhyme, he prays every night
He asks for guidance and asked for peace
On unpainted walls he sees his reflection, dull and disturbing feats
In his flesh, there's a certain feeling he won't figure.
He is empty, lacks the soul, the will to go out side. The prisoner is actually a freeman. The prisoner is me.