One Sunday afternoon, June 1869

You left Calamba to study in Binan

As you arrived here, you’re homesick, so you defined

How lovely is your hometown; you see it shines

But you need to stay; education is your lifeline.

The next morning you went to teacher’s nipa hut

Your first day in Binan was not that fine

And later challenged a bully for a fight without any but

You fight for what’s right, then it became a sign.