7 Sa aba ng abang mawalay sa Bayan,
Pag-ibig sa Tinubuang Lupa
ni Andres C. Bonifacio
1 Aling pag-ibig pa ang hihigit kaya
sa pagkadalisay at pagkadakila gaya
ng pag-ibig sa tinubuang lupa? Aling
pag-ibig pa? Wala na nga, wala.
What love can surpass purity or greatness like love of
country? None.
2 Pagpupuring lubos ang palaging
hangad sa bayan ng taong may dangal na
ingat. umawit, tumula, kumatha’t
sumulat, kalakhan din niya’y isinisiwalat.
Absolute praise & love for country is always the
desire of a man with honor. In song, poetry, writings,
the magnitude/vastness is revealed.
3 Walang mahalagang hindi inihandog
ng may pusong mahal sa Bayang nagkupkop,
dugo, yaman, dunong, katiisa’t pagod, buhay
ma’y abuting magkalagut- lagot.
Nothing valuable to a person with a pure heart is
denied to the country that gave him birth/care. Blood,
wealth, knowledge, sacrifice. Even if life itself
ends/crumbles.
4 Bakit? Alin ito na sakdal ng laki na
hinahandugan ng buong pagkasi, na
sa lalong mahal nakapangyayari at
ginugugulan ng buhay na iwi.
Why? What is so great to which we dedicate our
whole being/utmost devotion, offer all that is dear to
us and to which life is given/sacrificed.
5 Ito’y ang Inang Bayang tinubuan,
siya'y ina’t tangi na kinamulatan ng
kawili- wiling liwanag ng araw
nagbibigay -init sa buong katawan.
This is the Mother Country of one’s birth. The mother
on whom the rays of the sun shine, which give
strength & warmth to the whole body.
6 Kalakip din nito’y pag-ibig sa Bayan ang
lahat ng lalong sa gunita’y mahal, mula sa
masaya’t gasong kasanggulan hanggang
sa katawa’y mapasa -libingan.
With this is love of country, all which is dear to the
memory, from the happy & careless days of childhood
to the time of death.
jbyocana pag-ibig sa tinubuang lupa review
gunita ma’y laging sakbibi ng lumbay;
walang alaala’t inaasam-asam
kundi ang makita’y lupang tinubuan.
How sad to be far/separated from country. But even
when memory is burdened by sadness, nothing more
is hoped for than to see our country of birth.
8 Pati ang nagdusa’t sampung kamatayan
wari ay masarap kung dahil sa Bayan, at
lalong maghirap, O, himalang bagay, lalong
pag-irog pa ang sa kanya’y alay.
Misfortune & death seem lighter if suffered for the
country and the more that we suffer, the more our
love grows.
9 Kung ang bayang ito’y mapapasa-
panganib at siya ay dapat na ipagtangkilik,
ang anak, asawa, magulang, kapatid,
isang tawag niya’y tatalikdang pilit.
If this country is in danger and needs defending,
forsaken are the children, wife, parents, and
siblings at the country’s beck and call.
10 Hayo na nga, hayo, kayong nangabuhay
sa pag-asang lubos ng kaginhawahan,
at walang tinamo kundi kapaitan, hayo
na’t ibangon ang naabang bayan.
Go, you who have lived, in the hope of comfort, and
who have received bitterness. Go and love the
oppressed country.
11 Kayong nalagasan ng bunga’t bulaklak
ng kahoy ng buhay na nilanta’t sukat ng
bala -balaki’s makapal na hirap, muling
manariwa’t sa baya’y lumiyag.
You, who have lost the fruit & flowers of the tree of
your life by sorrows and sufferings, revive once
more and love your country.
12 Ipahandog-handog ang buong pag-ibig
at hanggang may dugo’y ubusing itigis,
kung sa pagtatanggol, buhay ay mapatid,
ito’y kapalaranat tunay na langit.
Dedicate all your love, offer until the last drop of
your blood. If for the defense of your country you
have given your life, this is fate and true glory.
* Parts are based from the English translation from
http://kasaysayan-kkk.info/docs.ab.pagibig.htm
* Remember to browse your notes when this was discussed 
* Compiled & condensed by Jenny Ocana
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