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JOSEF AND ONG
JOSEF GAMBOA | ONG CARIÑO
The Parish of Our Lady of Mt. Carmel
Casa Ofelia Resort
N A G A C I T Y , P H I L I P P I N E S
when life was once too short for all the things we’d do and the shots we’d call
and endless summer without a fall
when promises were meant to keep
and nighttime wasn’t meant for sleep
I went down south to purify my soul
I went down to south to purify my mind
Dressed in black and lavender I rode
Cause if you stand tall for each other
You will find love
And if you stand tall for one another
You will find love
the day when we all got lost on the old mans farm
just trying to get across
it was only then I knew what love was
Sunday mornings that never ended and hangovers that never mended
let it all rain down on me
it happened too soon
lay your head
down upon my shoulder
Sometimes it’s hard to see the change from where you stand
you wake up in a pool of your own selfpity
you try hard to lose whatever dignity she’s left you with
but maybe it’s time to realise that you’re stained but not weak,
calm but not sleak, she’s out of your league
i’ll always be by your side
holding you close
holding you tight
i’ll always be by you’re side
Tear us in different ways but leave a thread throughout the maze
in case I need to find my way back home
all these decisions make for people living without faith
fumbling in the dark nowhere to roam
feeling of no control
empty heart, mind, bottle & soul
drive a man to think he’s on his own
fortunate ones are told, live happily grow wise, grow old,
never let the rain soak to the bone
I’ll be needing you tomorrow and for days to come
cause I’m no daydreamer
but I’ll need a place to go if memory fails me & let you slip away
This life that sometimes feels like a big joke
where death was the final punchline that everybody waited for
But I’m not ready yet
I have a new vigour
And I intend to see this thing through to the end, my friend
cecilia, you didn`t wanna give your heart away
you tear apart with angel eyes like bluebells
with trembling hearts, you leave your empty shells
it seems I have a weakness I didn’t know about, till the day it rained
and it seems my weakness has been bulging, has been forcing its way
it seems I have a weakness I didn’t know about, till the day it rained
and it seems my weakness will become my final stage
We went to bed and turned the stereo on low
Heard the timer creek and windows rattle gently
Although we smiled, there were no words left to say
A soothing draft was all I had for company
sing out, the world is in your voice
it might not be far from the truth
you might not make it, you know how hard it is
but oh how you’ll make the world shine
with just one song at a time
it seems I had a secret I didn’t know about, till the day it poured
and it seems my secret has been bulging, has been forcing its way
it seems I had a secret I didn’t know about, till the day it poured
and it seems my secret will become my final stage
a thousand miles
lie in your trail
in passing time
you will prevail
life takes a different turn, it may feel like your average crash & burn
cause shit aint always how you planned it, how you planned to break on trough
and it aint always how you’d live your life if you could live your life again
I travelled too far
to reach for the golden shrine, the evening star
but no matter where you are
you long for mama’s food and daddy’s car
home is how the word is spelt
and belonging is the feeling felt
no matter where you go you’ll always be a part
a thousand miles and I’m home
take me back rolling
I have friends to see
maybe I’m old
life here is gold
[t.dybdahl]
ERIKA
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T H E A V E N U E P L A Z A H O T E L
N A G A C I T Y . P H I L I P P I N E S
Some blue, flowered morning
we’ll go sweetly hands in hands
to listen to the stories the creek murmurs
before the easy amazement of the naked stones…
Lover, we will not speak a single word:
our eyes will speak the language of magic,
and the curious breeze will come very quietly
without breaking the spell of the enchanted hour
Later…like a bunch of beautiful fresh grapes
- cut from the vine by unskilled hands -
I will leave in your mouth with a little fear
the ignored flavor of my first kisses…
Body of my woman, I will persist in your grace.
My thirst, my unbounded desire, my uncertain road!
Dark river-beds where the eternal thirst follows,
and tiredness follows, and the infinite ache.
But the hour of vengeance falls, and I love you.
Body of skin, of moss, of eager and firm milk.
Ah those goblets of the chest! Ah those eyes of absence!
Ah the roses of the pubis! Ah your voice slow and sad!
I was alone like a tunnel. The birds fled from me
and the night enveloped me with its crushing invasion.
To survive myself I forged to you like a weapon,
like an arrow in my bow, like a stone in my sling.
Body of woman, white hills, white thighs,
you look yourself like a world in your attitude of surrender.
My rough peasant’s body digs in you
and makes the son leap from the depths of the earth.
Body of woman, white hills, white thighs
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OLE AND JILL
OLE KRISTIAN OLSEN | JILL ARMIE ABIOG
CAM SUR
P H I L I P P I N E S
When the ceder branchs twist she turns her collar to the wind
The weather can close the world within it’s hands
How do you bust the clouds
Head on the ground and feeling what you’ve seen
I wanna scope you out
I wanna be your eyes and show you me
Will you say when I’m gone away
“My lover came to me and we’d lay
In rooms unfamiliar but until now”
There’s nothing I want more than to wake up on your floor
Lay with me in your thinnest dress
Fill my heart with each caress
Between your blissful kisses, whisper
“Darling, is this love?”
Can I stay here with you ’til the day breaks?
There’s something you should know: I ain’t got no place to go
Can I stay here with you ’til the day breaks?
How happy it would make me to see your face when I wake
So can I stay here with you through the nighttime?
I’ve fallen sad inside and I need a place to hide
Can I stay here with you through the nighttime?
I’m all alone and blue, won’t you take me to your room?
I’ll lay down this bottle of wine
If you’ll just be kind to me
She’s got hair that flows right down
Right down to the backs of her knees
When you kissed my lips with my mouth so full of questions
It’s my worried mind that you quiet
Place your hands on my face
Close my eyes and say
Love is a poor man’s food
Don’t prophesize
I could hold you in my arms
So now we see how it is
This fist begets the spear
Weapons of war
Symptoms of madness
Don’t let your eyes refuse to see
Don’t let your ears refuse to hear
Or you ain’t never going to shake this sense of sadness
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold on forever
Can’t you see
What you mean to me?
(even promises may bleed)
Lucky ones are we all ’til it is over
Everyone near and far
When you smile the sun it peaks through the clouds
Never die for always be around and around and around
So stay the night
And I promise that I wont bite
‘Cause without you there
I don’t think I can close my eyes
And hey, transform all others
When aweful people they surround you
Well hey, they just like monsters
They come to feed on us
Giant little animals for us
Empty stares, did you find it there..
Always by your side, knowing nothing well it’s always right
And we’ve come oh so far to gain some strength and now we’ve pulled too hard
So we take the night
If we fall then we’re done
So then take it right
This one chance we’ve got
While I’m off chasing my own dreams
Sailing around the world
Please know that I’m yours to keep
My beautiful girl
I lost all of my vanity
when I peered into the pool
I lost all of my innocence
When I fell in love with you
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TONY AND ARLENE
Tony Señar + Arlene de Lima-Señar
Silver Wedding
Aguirangan Island
Cam Sur
P H I L I P P I N E S
Kung sa mga daang nilalakaran mo,
may puting bulaklak ang nagyukong damo
na nang dumaan ka ay biglang tumungo
tila nahihiyang tumunghay sa iyo. . .
Irog, iya’y ako!
Kung tumingala ka sa gabing payapa
at sa langit nama’y may ulilang tala
na sinasabugan ikaw sa bintana
ng kanyang malungkot na sinag ng luha
Iya’y ako, Mutya!
Kung may isang ibong tuwing takipsilim,
nilalapitan ka at titingin-tingin,
kung sa iyong silid masok na magiliw
at ika’y awitan sa gabing malalim. . .
Ako iyan, Giliw!
Kung ikaw’y magising sa dapit-umaga,
isang paruparo ang iyong nakita
na sa masetas mong didiligin sana
ang pakpak ay wasak at nanlalamig na. . .
Iya’y ako, Sinta!
Kung nagdarasal ka’t sa matang luhaan
ng Kristo’y may isang luhang nakasungaw,
kundi mo mapahid sa panghihinayang
at nalulungkot ka sa kapighatian. . .
Yao’y ako, Hirang!
Ngunit kung ibig mong makita pa ako,
akong totohanang nagmahal sa iyo;
hindi kalayuan, ikaw ay tumungo
sa lumang libinga’t doon, asahan mong. . .
magkikita tayo!
Dalawang bituing
kumikislap-kislap
sa gitna
ng dilim. . .
Tambal ng aliw
na sasayaw-sayaw
sa tuwing ako’y
naninimdim. . .
Bukang-liwayway
ng isang pagsintang
walang maliw!
Takipsilim
ng isang pusong
di magtataksil!
Ang mg̃a labi mo ay dalawang lang̃it,
Lang̃it-na di bughaw, ni lang̃it ng̃ hapis,
Labi ng̃ bulaklak na kapwa ninibig
Labing mababang̃o, sariwa’t malinis.
Labi ng̃ sampagang may pait at awa,
Tipunan ng̃ pulót, tamis at biyaya,
Sisidlang ang lama’y kabang̃uhang pawa,
Pook na tipanan ng̃ hamog at diwa.
Tagapamalita ng̃ lihim ng̃ puso,
May oo at hindi, may tutol at samo,
May buhay at palad, may tula’t pagsuyo.
Ang̃ mg̃a labi mo’y may pulót na tang̃i
Kung iyan ang aking pagkaing palagi’y
Talo ko ang lahat, talo ko ang Hari.
Kahinhina’t amo ang nanganganinag,
Kalinisa’t puri ang namamanaag,
Umaga ang laging handog mo sa palad.
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