an epic from Bicol ni Estelito Baylon Jacob Ibalon, kaipuhan mo an luma mong ngaran. Dai mo na ipatangro siring sa pinabakal na Ibal An Ibalyo o Ibaylo mong ngaran. Dai mo itugot na an simong daga magkabaranga. Dai mo itugot na magkaralapo an saimong tulang Asin magkaralanog an saimong laman.
Bukidnon (Mindanao) A long time ago there was a very big crab which crawled into the sea. And when he went in he crowded the water out so that it ran all over the earth and covered all the land. Now about one moon before this happened, a wise man had told the people that […]
(When the Day Is About to Set)
Folksong attributed to Agustin El O’Mora
and Leonor Almeria
Kon harapit na an adlaw matunod
Ngan ha imo hirayo ako
Naputok an kakulba ha dughan
Ngan kamingaw asay gud dako.
(As If it were burning) Waray-Waray Folksong Daw nasusunog, sidsid han langit Pati an dagat gindadala-it Bangin ha unhan, may nagkaingin Nga madlos huyog hinin hangin.
Mama, mamang namamangka Ipagsakay yaring bata Pagdating sa Maynila Ipagpalit ng kutsinta! Ale, aleng namamayong Ipagsukob yaring sanggol, Pagdating sa Malabon, Ipagpalit sa bagoong!
Ako’y may alaga Asong mataba Buntot ay mahaba Makinis ang mukha Mahal niya ako Mahal ko rin siya Kaming dalawa Laging magkasama.
One day a little boy named Elonen sat out in the yard making a bird snare, and as he worked, a little bird called to him:
“Tik-tik-lo-den” (come and catch me).
An Excerpt from the original Filipino text of the Ibong Adarna corrido By Anonymous CORRIDO AT BUHAY NA PINAGDAANAN NANG TATLONG PRINCIPENG MAGCACAPATID NA ANAC NANG HARING FERNANDO AT NANG REINA VALERIANA SA CAHARIANG BERBANIA Virgeng Ináng mariquit Emperadora sa Langit, tulungan po yaring isip matutong macapagsulit. Sa aua mo po’t, talaga Vírgeng ualang macapára, […]
One day a man who had been to gather his coconuts loaded his horse heavily with the fruit. On the way home he met a boy whom he asked how long it would take to reach the house.
One day the Moon, who was a woman named Kabigat, sat out in the yard making a large copper pot. The copper was still soft and pliable like clay, and the woman squatted on the ground with the heavy pot against her knees while she patted and shaped it.