In the fields where the wind softly sighs,
Beneath the northern sky so vast and wide,
Whispers of love in the Ilocano tongue,
Echo in the heart, sweetly sung.

By the shores where the waves gently kiss,
Two souls meet in a timeless bliss,
Their eyes speak a language of old,
In stories of love, never to be told.

In the cool shade of the ancient trees,
Love blooms with the scent of the sea breeze,
Promises made under the moon’s soft glow,
In Ilocano dreams, their hearts overflow.

Through the mountains where the eagles soar,
Their love endures, forevermore,
In quiet moments and whispered dreams,
The Ilocano heart in love redeems.