My Last Farewell - Jose Rizal
Farewell, my adored Land, region of the sun caressed, Pearl of the Orient Sea, our Eden lost,With gladness I give you my Life, sad and repressed; And were it more brilliant, more fresh and at its best,I would still give it to you for your welfare at most.
On the fields of battle, in the fury of fight,Others give you their lives without pain or hesitancy, The place does not matter: cypress laurel, lily white, Scaffold, open field, conflict or martyrdom's site, It is the same if asked by home and Country.
I die as I see tints on the sky b'gin to showAnd at last announce the day, after a gloomy night; If you need a hue to dye your matutinal glow, Pour my blood and at the right moment spread it so, And gild it with a reflection of your nascent light!
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