Tinta

𝐈 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐖𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐲,
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐈 𝐂𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬
𝘚𝘶𝘣𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘹𝘹𝘷𝘪
𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘡𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘢 𝘊𝘳𝘶𝘻

I'm more of a psychopath than someone who you could actually love
I'm the phantom at the opera, you're the blood in my noir glove
I never meant to make you feel bad out of all my dimmest wit
Forgive me who had no idea of how different this would hit

I don't know why you thought the way you did, I swear I never changed a bit
I may be quite annoying but I never let my instincts slip
Been asking myself all the questions that you should be answering
How could you be so chill when I was bleeding from within?

You'd ignore me, see through me, then pull me through my hair
We'd screw up, we both touch then pretend I wasn't there
Was trying all my best to be the friends we always were
I was keeping us from breaking; uncertainty's what you prefer.

You would ask me for our keys, never ask me if I'm fine
Though it isn't what you should do but all I ask for is your time
Told me you already noticed, but why did you just stare?
All the hesitation to inform me must be coming from somewhere

I never liked you just because we shared the sheets and not the bed
Got no peaceful sleep at night 'cause you were messing with my head
I just grew so fond of you, but never saw you as the finest
Maybe it's just me craving for your side that's specific, real and honest.

I told some people 'bout what I felt but I still respect your name
I'm sorry if that happened; I wish you'd say the same
I've been blaming things on myself 'cause you don't speak for your side
Hope you understand you're stronger 'cause I'm not someone who could hide

𝐈𝐧𝐤
𝘚𝘶𝘣𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘚𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦
𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘑𝘗 𝘗𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘭

When will an emotion be considered valid?

I am neither sad nor happy, only a shell that is empty. The feeling of wanting to prove that I am worthy, but otherwise says my capability.

Am I just making excuses?

Seeing disappointed eyes, I kept asking myself if doing my best was truly. I was good. I did great! Or just me, along with my imaginary.

The end of my tunnel.

Good thing, I still have my pickaxe with me! I'll continue digging for the brightest gold and the shiniest diamond. See the coolest tree and the most peculiar kid named Princely.

I love my personality. I really love it!

𝐀 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐄𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬
𝘚𝘶𝘣𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘓𝘦𝘦 𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴
𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘙𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘗𝘢𝘶𝘭 𝘈𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘯𝘢

In the realm of numbers, where equations reside,
A friendship blossomed, on academic tides.
We compared solutions, minds intertwining,
Unknowingly, in our hearts, love was aligning.

A brilliant classmate, his radiance does gleam,
Each problem solved felt like a shared dream.
A letter of affection, his feelings laid bare,
Fireworks of love exploded, a bond beyond compare.

From classmates to lovers, a journey so dear,
In each other's presence, love became crystal clear.
Through his smile, my heart found its home,
In his imperfections, his essence brightly shone.

At times he may seem selfish, on a quest for perfection,
Yet I see his heart's depth, its genuine reflection.
His endurance in studying, a marvel to behold,
Inspires me, challenges me, a story yet untold.

Student leaders, engineers, our paths combined,
In unity, we conquer, hearts intertwined.
As we've done in our past lives before,
We'll face this life together, forevermore.

In this tapestry of love, sincere and deep,
I cherish the promises that our hearts keep.
For the man I love, with gratitude, I say,
In your presence, I've found my guiding way.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲
𝘚𝘶𝘣𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘚𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦
𝘈𝘳𝘵𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘣𝘺 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘧 𝘈𝘭𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵 𝘌𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯

The only reason why my life has a bright sunshine, is because of a lady..

A lady whose beauty is seen even from the galaxy Andromeda;
To both appearance and heart, and a brain, which is brighter than Athena.

She is a lady whose hands are the widest for those in need;
A lady whose kindness radiates goodness in people indeed.

Who would have thought that this lady, who's a beautiful flower, came through a storm;
With the guidance of God, she was gifted to become a mother of an engineer new-form.

She who came from the sadness of dusk, yet not a single time faltered;
A strong lady, to which everything on here path was conquered.

A lady who's a skilled fighter, is the same lady whose palms are a soft feather;
Not once she called me a weakling, Not once she left me crying.

If I could have a wish for her. It is that she opens her enchained heart, be freed, and learn to cry;
I want her to remember that there are shoulders on she could always rely.

Yours truly has to leave and give this letter to the lady;
As she enters her carriage to a faraway castle, dim and solely.

I want to let her know. I want to let her see. I want to let her feel that she is my lady.

The flower girl that gives sunshine to my lifetime.

𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬
𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘡𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘢 𝘊𝘳𝘶𝘻
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘔𝘢. 𝘑𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘙𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘦 𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢

𝙄𝙡𝙞 𝙞𝙡𝙞, 𝙩𝙪𝙡𝙤𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙮
𝙒𝙖𝙡𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞 𝙞𝙢𝙤 𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙮.
𝙆𝙖𝙙𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙡 𝙥𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙮.
𝙄𝙡𝙞-𝙞𝙡𝙞 𝙩𝙪𝙡𝙤𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙮.

Ang pagkanta sang ambahanon o pag ili-ili sa isa ka lapsag, isa sa mga espesyal nga kultura sang ilonggo apang nagasimbolo ini sang relasyon sang isa ka iloy kag iya bata. Ini isa ka paagi sa pagpakita sang ila gugma, paghatag kaumpawan kag kalig-unan.

Nagapukaw ini sang kinalain-lain nga balatyagon lakip nagid ang pagpalangga, kaluoy, kag kahidlaw. Gadala ini sing mainit nga pagkamainabyanon kag pasalig sang isa ka bata sa iya manugbantay.

Sa una nga stanza sang kanta, nagasiling nga ginakantahan sang isa ka tawo ang bata nga iya nabantayan apang magtulog ini. Dasig ini ginpakita nga hindi ang iloy ang gakanta sini, palatandaan nga ang mga iloy sang una asta subong ang gabakal groserya para sa pamilya.

Sa subong nga tyempo, indi limitado sa pagbakal pagkaon ang ubra sang iloy para mapakaon ila bata. Bisan ano nga binuhatan ang himuon para makaganar kwarta, kabaylo nga malayo sya sa iya bata. Ang isa ka babaye, iloy, kag asawa nga may responsibilidad sa pamilya, pilion mag-ubra sa malayo bisan indi makita ang pagdako sang ila bata.

𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙖 𝙠𝙖 𝙣𝙖 𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙤,
𝙄𝙠𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙢𝙥𝙧𝙖 𝙠𝙤,
𝙆𝙖𝙮 𝙗𝙪𝙜-𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙪𝙩𝙤𝙨 𝙠𝙤,
𝙏𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙤 𝙖𝙠𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙮.

Sa ikaduwa nga stanza, nagasugid ini sang pagpuli sang iloy kag gapangayo tabang sa manugbantay sang mga dalal-on na ginpuli ya kag mabug-at ini. Magabalik kita sa una nga stanza, sino ang gapatulog sa bata? Ang amay bala sang bata ang gapatulog siya? O basi iban nga kapamilya nila? Duwa lang na ang pagpaathag da, ang amay ang gabantay tungod pagkatapos sang ubra ya kay may ginbakal ang iloy, o ang iloy amo mismo ang gasagod sang pamilya nila.

Ang pagpalangga sang isa ka iloy, indi maisip sang mga bituon sa langit, ukon sang mga dahon sa puno, ini nagapaalinton sang indi mationg nga paghigugma kag pag-amlig sang aton ginikanan, bisan wala manggad. Ining ambahanon ginapahanumdom sang importansya sang pagpalangga kag emosyonal nga suporta. kay indi dimahangpan nga mga bahin may dako nga kahulugan sangsa materyal nga mga bagay.

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐥𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐨: 𝐀 𝐒𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞
𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘧 𝘈𝘭𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵 𝘌𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘎𝘦𝘪𝘢 𝘕𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘌𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘢

Once a year, the vibrant city of Iloilo transformed into a kaleidoscope of colors and rhythms, echoing the heartbeat of the Ilonggo spirit. The festivals of Iloilo City were not just celebrations; they were living canvases that painted the essence of the Ilonggo people.

The sun had barely risen, but the streets were alive with anticipation as families donned their best traditional clothing. The air was filled with the sweet aroma of local delicacies as vendors set up their stalls, offering an array of treats that teased the taste buds. The pulse of the city quickened as the first notes of a traditional drum echoed through the streets.

The Dinagyang Festival, the most anticipated event of the year, kicked off with a grand parade. Dancers adorned in vibrant costumes moved with grace and precision, telling stories of Iloilo's rich history and culture through their movements. The beat of the drums synchronized with the heartbeat of the people, creating a rhythm that spoke of unity and community.

Amidst the festivities, the Kasadyahan Festival showcased the diversity of Iloilo's municipalities. Each contingent presented a spectacle of colors, music, and dance, proudly narrating their unique stories. The festival was a tapestry woven with threads of tradition and modernity, illustrating the Ilonggos' ability to embrace change without losing sight of their roots.

As night descended, the cityscape transformed into a canvas of lights. The dazzling display of fireworks painted the sky with bursts of color, reflecting the celebratory spirit that lingered in the air. Families gathered in plazas, sharing laughter and stories, forging bonds that echoed the warmth and hospitality ingrained in Ilonggo culture.

The festivals of Iloilo City were not just about revelry; they were a living testament to the Ilonggo identity. They spoke of resilience, unity, and an unwavering pride in their heritage. The streets echoed with laughter, the beats of drums, and the whispers of stories told through the art of dance. In every corner, the festivals of Iloilo City whispered tales of a community bound by tradition, a people who found strength in their shared history, and a city that celebrated life in the most vibrant hues.

𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐠: 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐈𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐲
𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘑𝘗 𝘗𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘭
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘈𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘈𝘮𝘰𝘯
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As a child I have always heard from the mouths of my grandmothers that the “sampokmaya” or the constellations are the little of holes of the patadyong worn by the creator of the universe. I remember reading “Ang Bayong kag Banga” and being stupefied by what these two things invoked. Every time, I also get astonished by the form of the monumental paraws at the façade of the Iloilo Convention Center. And one thing I have realized with all these beliefs, symbols, and mimicry: Iloilo’s art always seeps into our lives.

​Iloilo is a confluence of the downstream flow of the Iliganon and the upstream waters of the Iraya. It is a melting pot of both cultures, unceasingly enriching its identity. In rural areas we witness artisans harnessing the threads of abaca and cotton into colors of tapestry and apparels that clothed our ancestors and their descendants. They have ventured the land through carosa, rivers through balsa, and seas through paraw. Potteries relieved their thirst and cooked their food; firewood were gashed by binangon. When at first, we think of these as crafts for survival, now we understand there is unconcealed art in it.

​I remember strolling for souvenirs all about beside a stall-laden street in Iloilo City. Going there, initially I expected typical feathery dreamcatchers, shell bracelets, and colorful tees with stickers of Dinagyang dancers printed on them. Unbeknownst to me, the market was full of bamboo handicrafts such as rice boxes and “maya” birdhouses; stranges tools on sale I never saw before, like pinandak as what I’ve heard; sinamay hats and nito vines we usually eat with during fiestas; and vibrant bands of hablon swinging to the waft of the wind.

​Although the tradional masterworks of Iloilo is gallantly preserved, modern artists have proved that throughout time, its people’s inspiration continue to pave ways. Everyone who was walked along the city’s community zones have encountered lively public arts that flushes even more the experience of leisure around. Bridges and walls are filled with murals, telling history like the image of Graciano Lopez Jaena at the observation deck overlooking the Iloilo River, and even evoke tradition like the out-of-the-wall sculpture of a Dinagyang tribe at Esplanade.

​Gradual as a sunset, Iloilo’s art and culture continues to saturate, for the City of Love is a cloud of imagination. The rays of our mind once dreamed this place will be the center of creativity, and now, I believe it is.

𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐈𝐥𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐨! 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐚 𝐒𝐞ñ𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐭𝐨. 𝐍𝐢ñ𝐨!
𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘙𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘗𝘢𝘶𝘭 𝘈𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘯𝘢
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘋𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘖𝘫𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰

“Hala Bira Iloilo! Viva Señor Sto. Niño!”

Ini nga mga tinaga, mabatian sa theme song sang kapiyestahan sang Dinagyang ni Dante Beriong. Sa kultura sang siudad sang Iloilo, ang Dinagyang festival nagapresentar sang maanyag nga selebrasyon nga may kaangtangan sa kasaysayan kag pagtuo, kung diin makita si Señor Sto. Niño.

Apang, kilala mo bala si Señor Sto Niño?

Si Señor Sto. Niño isa ka ginadumilian nga imahen nga masami makita sa aton mga panimalay, opisina, salakyan, tindahan kag bisan pa sa mga pampubliko nga jeep. Pero ano ayhan ang nagahimo sa iya imahen nga mangin balaan kag ginadumilian?

𝗔𝗻𝗴 𝗸𝗮𝘀𝗮𝘆𝘀𝗮𝘆𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝗦𝘁𝗼. 𝗡𝗶ñ𝗼.

Ginapatihan nga sadto anay nga siglo, ginregalohan ni Ferdinand Magellan sang imahen sang Bata nga Hesus si Reyna Juana sang Cebu kag ang iya bana, si Rajah Humabon, pila sa mga nahauna nga nagbaton sang Kristiyahanon nga pagtuo kag ginbunyagan. Tungod diri, ang aton pagdayaw sa kay Señor Sto. Niño kadungan sang pagtukod sang kristiyano sa pungsod.

𝗣𝗮𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗴𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗮 𝗜𝗹𝗼𝗶𝗹𝗼.

Sang 1968, nagdala si Fr. Suplicio Enderes sang replika sang Sto. Niño halin sa Cebu kag ginbutang ini sa San Jose Placer Parish Church kung sa diin siya ang pari. Ginhimo sang ila parokya nga makasaysayanon ang pag-abot sang imahen sa Iloilo, busa ginsaulog nila liwat ang kapiyestahan matapos ang isa ka tuig. Sa madugay nga tion, ini gintawag nga Ati-atihan Festival, kaangay sang sa Aklan.

Sang 1977, bilang pamaagi sa pagduso sang turismo, ginpili sang kagamhanan sang Iloilo ang sadto anay "Iloilo Ati-atihan Festival" kag "Kapiyestahan ni Señor Sto. Niño" bilang iya gina-endorso.

Tungod sini, ang parokya sang San Jose Placer nagbulig man sa pag-organisar sang mga aktibidades nga may kaangtangan sa pista. Sa amo man nga tuig, ginpangalanan liwat ang kapiyestahan bilang "Dinagyang" agod malain ang selebrasyon sang sa Aklan. Gintinguhaan man nga isaylo ang pagselebrar sini sa ika-apat nga Dominggo sang Enero, isa ka semana pagkatapos sang Ati-Atihan Festival sa Aklan kag Sinulog Festival sa Cebu.

Madamo na nga milagro ang naeksperiensyahan kag ginapatihan nga nahimo sang imahen sang Sto. Niño, inde lamang sa Iloilo kundi sa bug-os nga pungsod sang Pilipinas. Ang aton pagtuo kag pagdayaw sa iya naging bahin na man sang aton kultura bilang isa ka Ilonggo.

Samtang kita nagasaulog sang aton kapiyestahan, aton liwat dumdumon ang kahulugan sang Dinagyang. Sa kada ritwal kag kada saot, maghatag kita sang pagdayaw kaangot sa aton kultura kag ginapatihan.

𝙑𝙞𝙫𝙖 𝙋𝙞𝙩 𝙎𝙚ñ𝙤𝙧 𝙎𝙩𝙤. 𝙉𝙞ñ𝙤!

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐈𝐥𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐨 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲
𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘕𝘦𝘪𝘭 𝘛𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘑𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘉𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘢-𝘰𝘯

In Iloilo's embrace, buildings dance,
An Ilonggo charm in every glance.
Spanish whispers in the breeze,
Architectural tales that never cease.

Colonial echoes, streets unfold,
Stories of the past, silently told.
Majestic churches, a timeless art,
Iloilo's skyline, a work of heart.

Bamboo whispers, heritage alive,
In every corner, stories thrive.
Riverside promenade, a scenic play,
Architectural dreams in the light of day.

Mansions adorned with tales untold,
In Iloilo's architecture, history unfolds.
The city of love where time takes flight,
Iloilo's charm, a true delight.

𝐀 𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐓𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲: 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐥𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐨 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲
𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘑𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘙𝘦𝘺 𝘛𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘰
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘚𝘩𝘺𝘳𝘳 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘰

In the heart of the Philippines lies the home of soft-spoken gentle Ilonggos, Iloilo City. Bearing the title as the only Philippine City in United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization (UNESCO) Gastronomical Creative City, the City of Love serves lavish and historical cuisine that will surely satisfy your taste buds. Day until night, Ilonggos hustle in the kitchen to offer you a range of gastronomical gems rich in unique tastes and tradition.

Start with the savory broth of the famous La Paz Batchoy. Fresh noodles in broth topped with pork insides, fried pork skin or chicharon and green onions. Crack an egg on top if you want to make it special. Just a slurp of broth and twirl of noodles send tingles to your brain, making you crave for more.

Venture in the households. Who would've thought that jackfruit can be paired with pork meat? KBL, also known as Kadios (pigeon peas), Baboy, (Pork Meat) and Langka (Green Jackfruit) is the highlight of feast. This KBL can also be seen in KBL which stands for Kasal (Wedding Ceremonies), Birthday, and Lubong (Burials). Just like a warm embrace of family, indulging in this dish can feel like home.

The sun is almost down, yet the ignition just began. Vendors light up their grills and fill the streets with smoky aroma of barbecued chicken, the well known Inasal. Marinated and grilled to perfection and paired with unlimited rice, this dish fills up the guts, leaving a satisfied customer.

For those with sweet-tooth, indulge in the famous Baye-Baye, a sticky glutinous rice cake wrapped in banana leaf. Enjoy a crunchy bite of the peanut brittle or "bandi", peanut glazed in caramelized sugar. These desserts are best selling in pasalubong centers, capturing the sweet tooth of tourists and consumers.

One way to love is to satisfy one's stomach and the City of Love surely has its way of showing it. Bringing satisfaction to the table, every meal made in an Ilonggo's kitchen is a tapestry of culture and every meal is a celebration. So indulge in Ilonggo cuisine, where you will surely empty your plate and leave no crumbs.

𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞
𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘧 𝘈𝘭𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵 𝘌𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘒𝘦𝘢 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘌𝘭𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘣𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘢

Weaved and strapped in every miniscule of fine strands of fiber
Tangled in the delicate and exquisite tint of embroidered patterns
Hablon clothes Ilonggos' skins in dainty vogue

Enarmored with variegated of polychrome
A garment tailored to demeanor flauntingly as a classic ensemble
Dismantling a rich, diversified culture and artistry

Not silk, not satin but reeks elegance, power
A treasured handicraft handed down from generation to generation
A weaver's magnum opus, an icon that tickly robes Ilonggos

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞
𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘑𝘗 𝘗𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘭
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘺𝘯 𝘗𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘢

On a certain day of Panay,
People's spirits are high
Both young and old, enjoy the beat
Forgetting the rays and scorching heat.
Vibrant colors are everywhere
Cheers and chants are about to fill the air
With the beat of drums, so loud
Are shouts of Ilonggos, being so proud.
In a city filled with love called Iloilo,
A must saying is "Hala Bira Illongo!"
Having culture and heritage, so rich
Having Dagyang itself, makes it more enrich.