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Manlalakbay I

Maepail 1999 (Marikina)

Ako ay isang manlalakbay
Na piniling tahakin ang isang daan kung saan di ako pamilyar
Dahan-dahan kong pinasok ang isang makitid na daanan
At humakbang ng di alam ang kahahantungan

Sa aking paglalakbay
Nakita ko ang gitna ng dalawang kulay na humahati sa kalawakan
Itim at puti sa magkabilang dulo
Ngunit sa gitna'y may humahating parang kulay abo

Namangha ako sa nakita ko
At napahinto dito
Sa lugar na naghahati sa dalawang kulay
Pinilit kong ituon ang aking paglalakbay

Habang naglalakbay ay may nagtangkang sumabay sa aking bawat galaw
Sinabayan niya ang ritmo na aking sinasayaw
Nahumaling sa musikang aking pinapakinggan
At nakita ang aking bawat itinatagong husay

Nakakahumaling ang siya'y pagmasdan
Sadyang napakagaling ng kanyang mga galaw
Nakaya niya kasing itago sa kupas ng kanyang mga kamay ang pait ng kanyang buhay
At malapatan ng nakakatawang musika ang kanyang nakaraan

Nakakalibang ang sa kanya'y sumabay
Kaya nama'y ang aming mga galaw ay nagsabay
Parehas na tumugma sa musikang aming pinapakinggan
At sabay na kumumpas ang aming mga kamay

Ngunit na papagod din ang mananayaw
Kumukupas din ang dulot niyang kasiyahan
Kaya naman nagdisesyon nq siyang iwan
Kanya nang nilisan ang musikang sabay naming ginalawan

Traveler I

I am a traveler
Having chosen to take a path with which I am unfamiliar
I slowly entered a narrow passage
And step forward without knowing the end

On my journey
I saw the middle of the two colors dividing the galaxy
Black and white on both ends
But in the middle, something splits like gray

I was amazed at what I saw
And stopped here
In the area that divides the two colors
I forced myself to focus my journey

While traveling, someone tried to accompany my every move
He followed the rhythm I was dancing to
Obsessed with the music I listen to
And saw my every hidden skill

It's addictive to watch him
His movements are very good
He was able to hide the bitterness of his life in his faded hands
And a funny music covers his past

It was fun to go with him
So our movements coincided
Both matched the music we were listening to
And at the same time our hands waved

But that will also tire the dancer
The pleasure he brings is also fading
So he decided to leave
He left the music we were playing together

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(Original version of Traveler I)

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Written on August 20, 2021

Submitted by Maepail on August 20, 2021

1:59 min read


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