In the heart of the barangay, life unfolds,
With morning sun casting golden rays,
Children’s laughter echoes through narrow streets,
As the world awakens to familiar ways.

The elders gather under the old acacia,
Sharing tales of wisdom and grace,
While vendors call out their daily wares,
In this vibrant, bustling place.

The spirit of bayanihan weaves through alleys,
Neighbors lend hands, no need for plea,
In every shared meal and gentle smile,
A tapestry of unity, as far as the eye can see.

As dusk descends, the world slows down,
Stars above watch over the night,
In the heart of the barangay, peace resides,
A community bound in love’s gentle light.