Gloc 9 — Kaibigan Ko song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Kaibigan Ko" by Gloc 9.
Lyrics
Mga Kababayan ko
Wala na ang kaibigan ko
Wala nang magulo
Isang ama sa walo
Wala na ang kaibigan ko
At magpahanggang sa dulo
Ay ayaw nyang magpatalo
Wala ring pilyo
Kahit kwarenta’y kwatro
Wala na ang kaibigan ko
Ito ay naka korto
Mukha lang binatilyo
Wala nang isang henyo
Wala na rin si gwapo
Wala na ang kaibigan ko
Pwedeng mag inglisero
Pwede ring dilang kanto
Wala na si idolo
May buhok man o kalbo
Wala na ang kaibigan ko
Dito t’yak ang sagot mo
Wala yan sa lolo ko
Batanes hanggang jolo
Maging sa buong mundo
Pano na ang nasyonalismo
Sinindihan na kandila liwanag
Ang ibinigay
Parang liwanag ng araw sa
Bukang liwayway
Mga sinulat ng kanyang kamay,
Inisip ng kanyang utak
Di mabilang sa mga daliri na
Humahawak ng mikropono
Mic check
His rhymes na may sense
He grips the mic stand
So we could rap again
Tinta ng kanyang panulat
Parang balitang inulat
Lahat ng tao’y nagulat
Sa pagsambulat namulat
Di ko masabi kung bakit
Sa akin ay may pagtingin
Ang taong tanging nakabibilang
Ng butil ng buhangin
Parang plato nga kanin
Na palaging nakahain
Di kailangan ng ulam upang
Utak ay mapalalim
Kaya’t ang tanging dalangin
Tuloy tuloy na palarin
Tuloy tuloy na umawit ang
Syang tunay na hangarin
At sa bawat letra kong
Isusulat na bubuo sa kanta
Ika’y samin mananatili
At wala nang iba
At nasubukan ang pagkamakabayan mo
Nang bigyang pag alala isang sabado
At sa pag lipad ng mga puting lobo
Mapa ng pilipinas
Binuo nito
Mga kababayan ko
Nasa langit na ang kaibigan ko
Lyrics translation
My fellow countrymen
My friend is gone
No more trouble
A father in eight
My friend is gone
And to the end
I don't want to argue
Also without any Rascals
Even though it's a class
My friend is gone
It is air korto
Just a face teenager
No more a genius
Well, they don't have any
My friend is gone
Allows users to ask questions
Can also count corners
Idol gone
Man hair or bald
My friend is gone
What is the phone number of the Westbrook Historical Society in Westbrook Maine?
It's not my grandpa
Play in full screen
Be around the world
Who was the first person to have a foot fetish?
Lit candle light
The provided
Feel like sunlight on
Dawn
Wrote his hand,
Thought of his brain
Countless fingers
Handles microphone
Mic check
His rhymes with a sense
He grips the mic stand
So we could rap again
Ink of his pen
Like News reported
Everyone surprised
In the news
I can't tell why
Me have a look
The only person counting
Sand grains
It's like rice
That always laid
Do not need a dish to
Brain will deepen
So is the only prayer
Continuous prosper
Continue to sing
A real wish
And in every letter of my
It is written that develops in the song
You will stand together
And nothing else
And tested the patriotism you
When remembering a Saturday
And in the flight of white balloons
Map of the Philippines
Its built
My fellow countrymen
My friend is in heaven