English and Filipino Version of " Mi Ultimo Adios "

1. MY RETREAT

2. By spreading of the beach where
the sands are soft and fine,
At the foot of the mount in its
mantle of green;
I have built my hut in the pleasant
grove’s confine,
From the forest seeking peace and
a calmness divine,,
Rest for the weary brain and
silence to my sorrow keen.

3. Its roof of the frail palm leaf and
its floor the cane.
Its beams and posts of the unhewn
wood;
Little there is of value in this hut
so plain,
And better by far in the map of the
lap to have lain,
By the song and the murmur of the
high sea’s flood.

4. A purling brook from the wood
land glade
Drops down o’er the stones and
around it seeps,
Whence a fresh stream is drawn by
the rough cane’s aid;
That in the still night its murmur
has made,
And in the days heat a crystal
fountain leaps.

5. When the sky is serene how gently
it flows,
And its zither unseen ceaselessly
play;
But when the rain fall a torrent it
goes
Boiling and foaming through the
rocky close,
Roaring uncheck’d to the sea’s
wide ways.

6. The howl of the dog and the
song of the bird,
And only the kalao’s hoarse call
resound;
Nor is the voice of vain man to
be heard;
My mind to harass or my mind
to begird;
The woodlands alone and the

7. The sea, ah, the sea! For me it is
all,
And it massively sweeps from the
world’s apart;
Its smile in the morn to my soul is
a call,
And when in he evening my faith
seems to pall,
It breathes with its sadness an echo
to my heart.

8. By the night an arcanum; when
translucent it glows,
All spangled over its millions of
lights,
And the bright sky above
resplendent shows;
While the waves with their sights
tell of their woes –
Tales that are lost as they roll to
the heights.

9. They tell the world when the first
dawn broke,
And the sunlight over their surface
played;
When thousands of being from
nothing less woke,
To people the depths and the
heights to cloak,
Wherever its life-giving kiss was
laid.

10. But when in the night the wild
winds awake,
And the waves I in the fury begin
to leap,
Through the air rush the cries that
my mind shake;
Voices that pray, songs and moans
that partake
Of laments from the souls sunk

11. Then from their heights the
mountain groan,
And the trees shiver tremulous
from great unto least;
The groves rustle plaintive and the
herds utter moan,
For they say that the ghost of the
folk that are gone
Are calling them down to their
death’s merry feast.

12. In terror and confusion whispers
the night,
While blue and green flames flit
over the deep;
But calm reigns again in the
morning’s light,
And soon the bold fishermen comes
into sight,
And his bark rushes on and the

13. I live in the thouhgt of the lov’d
ones left,
And of their names to my mind are
born;
Some have forsaken me and some
by death are reft;
But now ‘tis all one, as through the
past I drift,
The past which from me can never
be torn.

14. For it is the friend that is with me
always,
That in sorrow keeps the faith in
my soul;
While through the still night it
watches and prays,
As here in my exile in my one hut it
says
To streghten my faith when doubts
o’er me roll.

15. The faith I keep and I hope to see
shine
The day when the idea prevails
over might;
When after the fray and death’s
slow decline.
Some other voice sounds, far
happier than mine,
To raise the glsd dong of the
triumph of right.

16. I see the sky glow, refulgent and
clear,
As when it forced on me my first
dear illusion;
I feel the same kind kiss my
forehead sere,
And the fire is the same that is
burning here
To stir up youth’s blood in boiling
confussion.

17. I breath here the winds that
perchance have pass’d
O’er the fields and the rivers of my
own natal shore;
And mayhap they will bring on the
returning blast
The sughs that loved being upon
them has cast –
Messages sweet from the love I first
bore.

18. To see the same moon, all silver’d
as of yore.
I feed the sad thoughts within me
arise;
The fond recollections of the torth
we swore,
Of the field and the bower and the
wide seashore,
The blushes of joy with the silence
and sighs.

19. A butterfly seeking the flowers and
the light,
of other lands dreaming of vester
extent;
scrace a youth, from home and
love i took flight,
To wander unheeding, free from
doubt to affright --
So in foreign lands were my
brightest days spent.

20. And when like a languishing bird i
was fain
To the home of my fathers and
my love to return,
Of a sudden the feirst tempest
roar'd amain;
So i saw my wingssahttered and
no home emain,
my trust to others and wrecks
round me burn.

21. hurled out into exile from the land
i adore
My future all dark and no refuge
to seek;
My roseate dreams hover round me
once more,
Sole treasures of all that life to me
bore;
The faith of youth that with
serenity speaks .

22. But not as old, full of life and
grace,
Do you hold out hopesof undying
reward;
Sadder I find you; on your lov’d
face,
Though still sincere, the pale lines
trace
the marks of faith it is yours to
guard.

23. You offer now, dreams, my gloom
to appease,
And the years of my youth again to
disclose;
So I thak you, o storm, and
heaven-born breeze,
That you knew of the hour my wild
flight to ease,
to cast me back down to the soil
whence I rose.

24. By spreading of the beach where
the sands are soft and fine,
At the foot of the mount in its
mantle of green;
I have built my hut in the pleasant
grove’s confine,
In the shady woods peace and
calmness divine,
Rest for the weary brain and
silence to my sorrow keen.

25. TAGALOG
VERSION

26. ANG
KINALIGPITAN KO

27. Sa may kalawakan ng pampang ng
tanak, lambuting buhangin,
Sa may paa ng bundok na balot ng
kulay lunti sa tingin,
Ang hamak kong kubo’y doon itinayo, sa
maayang lilim
Niyong kakahuyan upnag sa gubat
ngang payapa’y hanapin
Ang pamahinga niyang isipan,tighaw sa
panimdim.

28. ang atip ng bubong ay hamak na pawid,
sahig ay kawayan,
Magaspang na kahoy ang mga haligi,
pingga at tahilan,
Sa kubo kong ito’ywalang bahaging may
kahalagahan,
Lalong mabuti pa ang doon humilig sa
lunting damuhan
Na abot ng bulong at awit ng dagat sa
dalampasigan.

29. Doon ay may batis na umaawit pa
habang nag lalagos
Sa may batuhan magmula sa gubat sa
may dakong likod,
Batis ay nag sanga sa tulong ng
magaspang na tungkod,
kung gabing tahimik ay may bulong
siyang nakakapag antok,
At kung araw naman ang langit ay
parang ibig maabot.

30. Kung ang kalangita’y payapng-payapa,
agos ay banayad,
Panay ang taginting ng kanyang
sitarang hindi mamalas,
Pag bagsak ng ulan, ang tulin ng agos
ay walang katulad,
Humahagunot pa sa naka hambalang na
batong malapad,
sa di mapigil na kanyang pagtakbong
patungo sa dagat.

31. Palahaw ng aso at awit ng ibon, at
sigaw ng kalaw,
Ang ingay na tanging siyang bumabasag
sa katahimikan;
Doo’y di kilala ang tinig ng taong
palalo’t mayabang
Na susunod sa nasang guluhin ang
aking isipan;
Ako’y naliligid ng katabing dagat at ng
gubat lamang.

32. Ang dagat, ah, ito ay siya ng lahat para
sa akin,
Kung dumadaluhong mag mula sa mga
alayong pampangin;
Sa akin, ang kanyang ngiti kung
umaga’y anyayang magiliw,
At kung dapit hapong ang pananalig
ko’y parang nagmamaliw,
Siya ay may bulong na inihahatid sa
akin ng hangin.

33. Isinalaysay ang ayos ng mundo nang
unang sumikat
Ang araw sa langit, at sila’y laruin ng
kanyang liwanag;
Nang mmula sa wala’y dami ng kinapal
ang biglang kumalat,
sa kailaliman, at sa kapatagan,
magpahanggang gubat,
Sa lahat ng dako na abot ng halik ng
myamang sinag.

34. Ngunit kung sa gabi’y magising ang
hanging malikot, mailap,
At ang alon , sa galit na dala’y susugod,
lulundag,
Mayroong mga sigaw na sa aking
puso’y nagbibigay-sinadak,
Mga tinig waring nagsisipagdasal o
nagsisiiyak,
Nag sisipanaghoy sa kailalimang
kadilima’y ganap.

35. At sa ugong ang marahan taghoy na
mula sa bundok,
Mga punong kahoy at mga damo’y
nagsisipangatog,
Pati mga pastol at nababalisa’t pawang
mga takot,
Sapagkat anila, ang mga kaluluwa’y
noon sumisipot,
at nag aanyayang sa kanilang handa ay
dumulog,

36. Gabi’y bumubulong sa gitna ng sindak
at pagkaligalig,
At sa dagat nama’y bughaw’t lunting
apoy ang pasilip-silip;
Pagngiti ng araw’y payapa nanaman
ang buong paligid,
sugod na ang lunda’y at mga alon ay
nananahimik.

37. Ganyan ang buhay ko sa aking payapa’t
ligpit na tahanan;
Sa mundong nang dati ay kilala ako,
ako’y pinapanaw,
Nasapit kong palad, sa ngayon ay
aking binubulay-bulay;
Bahaging limot na ay sa lumot namang
papawiin lamang
upang maikubli ang mundong akin na,
sa sangkatauhan.

38. Dahil sa naiwnag mga minamahal, ako’y
nanangamba,
Mga ngalan nila’y di ko malilimot sa
laot ng sigwa;
May nangagsilayo, at mayroon namang
nangagsipanaw na;
Ngunit sa lumipas kung ako’y magbalik,
lahat ay iisa,
Iyang lumipas kong hindi mapapaknit
kahit agawin pa.

39. Yaong pananalig na ibig ko sanang
makitang kumislap
Sa dakilang ar ng pangingibabaw ng isip
sa lakas;
Kung makalipas na itong kamataya’t
labanang marahas,
At may iabang tinig,na lalong masigla
at puspos ng galak,
Na siyang aawit ng pananagumpay ng
matuwid sa, sa lahat.

45. Dapwa’tkung ikaw ma’y umaasa
ngayong iyong makakamtan
Yaong gantimpalang hindi magmamaliw
magpakailan man,
hindi k a na paris ng dating magilas at
buhay na buhay;
Sa hapis mong mukha’y may baka na
hindi mapagkakamalan:
Yaong pananalig na dapat mahalin at
ipagsanggalang.

46. At upang aliwin, handog mo sa aki’y
mga panaginip,
nagdaang panahon ng kabataan ko’y
ipinasisilip;
Kaya nga , salamat, O sigwang biyaya
sa akin ng langit,
Alam mo ang oras na takdang pag pipgil
sa gala kong isip,
Upang ibalik mo sa pinanggalingang
lupang iniibi.

47. Sa may kalawakan ng pampang ng
tanak, lambuting buhangin,
Sa paa ng bundok na balot ng kulay
lunti sa tingin,
Ang matatagpuan ko sa lupang sarili’y
ampunan sa lilim
Niyong kakahuyan, atsa mga gubat--
katahimikan din ,
Ang pamamahinga niyaring, tighaw sa
panimdimm