your honor, naaalala namin

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strangled by own lungs,
words hidden behind tongues.
winning by democracy,
the aftermath gave scarcity.

you can't corrupt the truth,
nor the voices of the youth.
we associate with one another,
we sink from the same boat, together.

kung ang panahon ay umiinit,
kalayaan natin ay kumikilimlim.
sapagkat tayo ay may naaalala,
nabuhay tayo ng may karapatang malaya.

hindi mananakaw ang boses ng dugong tao,
hindi nabubura ang mga dugong winala ninyo.
hindi na bago ang may naka-upong traydor,
ito'y nagsimula pa nung sila'y sumisigaw ng "por favor"

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