Tonight my wife shall watch the full moon br Alone over the hills in Katipunan br I think sadly though of her br Too young to understand this sudden separation br Remembering once again our love in Cagayan br In fragrant mist, her black hair is damp br In the clear moonlight, her hands are cold br In the distant mountain of Tabon br I lean over this bamboo grove br While the moonlight tries to dry some tearsbr br RIC S.