GIRL INTERRUPTED

GIRL INTERRUPTED

Girl Interrupted

AVERAGE EVERYDAY SANE PSYCHO SUPERGODDESS

6.19.2004

NOYPI

 
Bamboo, the man behind the powerful hit Awit ng Kabataan which speaks of the troubles and the joys of youth, is back. This time, he croons about the greatness of being a Filipino.


Noypi

Bamboozlers


Tingnan mo ang iyong palad

Kalyado mong kamay sa hirap ng buhay

Dami mong problema nakuha mo pang ngumiti

Noypi ka nga, astig!


Saan ka man naroroon,

Wag kang matatakot

Sa baril o patalim

Sa bakas na madilim...


Hoy, pinoy ako!

Buo aking loob, may agimat ang dugo ko

Hoy, oh pinoy ako!

May agimat ang dugo ko...


Sinisid ko ang dagat

Nilibot ko ang mundo

Nasa puso ko pala hinahanap kong pulo


Ilang beses na akong muntikang mamatay

Oh, alam ko ang sikreto kaya't andito pa't buhay.

Oh sabi nila may anting anting ako

pero di nila alam na diyos ang dahilan ko...


Hoy, pinoy ako!

Buo aking loob, may agimat ang dugo...

Hoy, oh pinoy ako!

May agimat ang dugo ko...


Ohh... ooohh...


Dinig mo ba ang bulong ng lahi mo?

Isigaw mo kapatid, ang himig natin...


Hoy, pinoy ako! Buo aking loob

May agimat ang dugo ko!

Hoy, oh pinoy ako!

May agimat ang dugo ko...


Ohh... ooohh...


Great song! The guy is right. Even during difficult times, we should be proud of our heritage. Forget the shrinking value of the peso against the dollar, the constant bickering of politicians, the annoying traffic that is the specialty of Manila, and everything else. Think about the spirit of bayanihan, the delicious creations in the Filipino menu, our humor and our love for life. There are so many reasons to love this country, despite things that make us want to lose faith.


Pinoy tayo! Ipagmalaki ang ating lahi!


Note: Lyrics courtesy of Lyricsbox.

*** spat out from the mind of Rachelle @ 8:10 PM

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