"Wake Your Soul" by The Hope Arsenal, translated to Tagalog

Ipagdamot ang banaag sa mga mata
sa muling pagbagsak ng ulan
at hustuhin ang anuman.
Pagtambalin - isipa't paniniwala.
Takot na lumayas;
hindi nga mapakali.
Hahablutin kahit ng sulyap
pag-asa kong nakalaon sa bukas.

Nag-iisa't giniginaw.
Bigla na lang magugunaw;
at tatandang sabay kay Haring Araw
Matikas, sa kabila ng agos;
ka'y madudulas, magbubuntong-hininga.
Magbabagang lubos ang siniga
kaya't gisingin ang kalul'wa
bago tuluyang iwanan ka.

Oublier la belle

No trace of blue in my sockets;

no red paint on either cheek;

none on the forehead as well;

but my words – they slur as I speak.

My feet are in a hurry;

my mind in the comfort of clouds.

The river is calm as today's skies.

I wiped off the mote in my brow.

Desires uncertain, motives unclear—

I cannot distinguish for sure.

Did I mistake for having forgotten

When in truth I had only let go?

The mote to my horror is blue.