In the heart of the village, hands join as one,
Lifting burdens, together they run.
With every step, the spirits grow high,
Under the same sun, they reach for the sky.

Through laughter and tears, they find their way,
In every dawn, in every day.
The spirit of bayanihan, pure and true,
A testament to what unity can do.

From humble homes to fields of gold,
Stories of bravery, time has told.
Each soul connected, each heart aligned,
In the tapestry of life, beautifully intertwined.

Together they build, together they dream,
In the river of life, they form a stream.
In unity, they find their might,
In the spirit of bayanihan, they shine bright.