| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Nak |
| [00:00.130] | 作曲 : Sam Ock |
| [00:00.260] | She told me, "How could you say you're |
| [00:03.570] | Filipino if you don't speak Tagalog? |
| [00:08.030] | You're a disgrace" |
| [00:12.090] | |
| [00:16.220] | Since then, I never quite felt Filipino |
| [00:21.210] | But at the same time, I never felt fully American |
| [00:27.590] | (It's in the words I never say) |
| [00:30.640] | But I know who I am |
| [00:33.370] | Dear Tita |
| [00:35.380] | Let's open discussion |
| [00:36.070] | We approaching the truth and we all hoping to touch it |
| [00:39.330] | Been a long time coming 'cause I'm concerned we got separated |
| [00:41.920] | Diverging won't get us any closer to summit |
| [00:44.340] | I remember that chilly night back in Chino |
| [00:46.430] | You told me I'm disgracing us Filipinos |
| [00:49.060] | 'Cause I was never taught, couldn't speak Tagalog |
| [00:51.880] | Though we share the same blood, Rizal, Aguinaldo |
| [00:54.630] | God knows I try to beat the anguish |
| [00:56.530] | Feeling like I can't love the motherland if I don't speak the language |
| [00:59.670] | Never thought I'd be hated on by my own people |
| [01:02.140] | This American dream, this freaking whole sequel |
| [01:04.800] | What's a blossom when all the roots are ashamed of it? |
| [01:07.530] | I'm hardly processing what the nature is |
| [01:09.920] | Though I didn't learn the language of our home |
| [01:12.030] | I'll love it with the language that I know |
| [01:13.980] | This is all I know (Tita) |
| [01:14.940] | Though the islands assemble as a whole shun me |
| [01:17.350] | I never felt I'm accepted up in my own country |
| [01:19.930] | Even my label of "Asian" often brought into question |
| [01:22.450] | I feel a harder disconnection when talking complexion |
| [01:25.160] | Why you pointing fingers? |
| [01:26.240] | You can't grasp what's happening while avoiding splinters |
| [01:29.070] | Similarity can trick, you better know the difference |
| [01:31.390] | Of no identity and no identity |
| [01:33.240] | I take history to support the inference |
| [01:35.360] | Lapu-Lapu propaganda movement |
| [01:37.260] | Revolution, Bonifacio, the Katipunan |
| [01:39.890] | I'm the proudest descendant of every insurrection |
| [01:42.260] | You won't see me defensive, I won't live to tell it |
| [01:45.000] | I was built for resisting all of your vain oppression |
| [01:47.540] | I am not coexisting with all your plain rejection |
| [01:50.530] | I'm no less than the very thing you claim to be |
| [01:53.190] | My identity's something you'll never take from me |
| [01:56.520] | Dear Tita |
| [01:58.230] | I wanna think that it's deeper than words I didn't learn |
| [02:00.890] | Maybe all of it's swelling up from a deeper hurt |
| [02:03.480] | Maybe all the betrayal we suffered ain't addressed |
| [02:05.980] | Maybe grudges ain't laid to rest |
| [02:07.480] | You can't throw mud upon another not making a mess |
| [02:10.380] | I wanna fight back, but I'm saving my breath |
| [02:13.120] | I checked vast ocean, we crossed them, now out to wander |
| [02:16.180] | 'Cause the cause of it probably is lost in the water |
| [02:19.050] | Maybe it's sleeping, creeping in the deep end |
| [02:21.610] | Or maybe our story just isn't complete yet |
| [02:24.060] | Whatever it is, maybe finding the problem |
| [02:26.470] | Ain't as vital as finding God trying to solve 'em |
| [02:29.780] | So I will keep the repercussions |
| [02:31.800] | Stay awake, no one sleep, the Reaper cousin |
| [02:34.010] | The seat I clutch is a destiny that I can't retreat from |
| [02:36.730] | That'll blossom, I promise, I'm talking sampaguita |
| [02:40.820] | (Ooh, ooh, ooh) |
| [02:42.660] | It's in the words I never say |
| [02:49.060] | Love never needed translation |
| [02:52.920] | It's in the words I never say |
| [02:59.320] | (Ooh, ooh, ooh) |
| [03:03.040] | It's in the words I never say |
| [03:09.440] | (Ooh, ooh, ooh) |
| [03:13.300] | It's in the words I never say |
| [03:20.170] | Maybe discovering who we are is accepting destiny |
| [03:23.200] | While admitting to not knowing where we're going |
| [03:25.560] | Direction is just as important as destination |
| [03:28.890] | Maybe identity is bigger than past, present, or future |
| [03:32.290] | Maybe it's all three together |
| [03:34.520] | But I hope this letter finds you well |
| [03:36.710] | And P.S., maybe our story is still being written |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Nak |
| [00:00.130] | zuo qu : Sam Ock |
| [00:00.260] | She told me, " How could you say you' re |
| [00:03.570] | Filipino if you don' t speak Tagalog? |
| [00:08.030] | You' re a disgrace" |
| [00:12.090] | |
| [00:16.220] | Since then, I never quite felt Filipino |
| [00:21.210] | But at the same time, I never felt fully American |
| [00:27.590] | It' s in the words I never say |
| [00:30.640] | But I know who I am |
| [00:33.370] | Dear Tita |
| [00:35.380] | Let' s open discussion |
| [00:36.070] | We approaching the truth and we all hoping to touch it |
| [00:39.330] | Been a long time coming ' cause I' m concerned we got separated |
| [00:41.920] | Diverging won' t get us any closer to summit |
| [00:44.340] | I remember that chilly night back in Chino |
| [00:46.430] | You told me I' m disgracing us Filipinos |
| [00:49.060] | ' Cause I was never taught, couldn' t speak Tagalog |
| [00:51.880] | Though we share the same blood, Rizal, Aguinaldo |
| [00:54.630] | God knows I try to beat the anguish |
| [00:56.530] | Feeling like I can' t love the motherland if I don' t speak the language |
| [00:59.670] | Never thought I' d be hated on by my own people |
| [01:02.140] | This American dream, this freaking whole sequel |
| [01:04.800] | What' s a blossom when all the roots are ashamed of it? |
| [01:07.530] | I' m hardly processing what the nature is |
| [01:09.920] | Though I didn' t learn the language of our home |
| [01:12.030] | I' ll love it with the language that I know |
| [01:13.980] | This is all I know Tita |
| [01:14.940] | Though the islands assemble as a whole shun me |
| [01:17.350] | I never felt I' m accepted up in my own country |
| [01:19.930] | Even my label of " Asian" often brought into question |
| [01:22.450] | I feel a harder disconnection when talking complexion |
| [01:25.160] | Why you pointing fingers? |
| [01:26.240] | You can' t grasp what' s happening while avoiding splinters |
| [01:29.070] | Similarity can trick, you better know the difference |
| [01:31.390] | Of no identity and no identity |
| [01:33.240] | I take history to support the inference |
| [01:35.360] | LapuLapu propaganda movement |
| [01:37.260] | Revolution, Bonifacio, the Katipunan |
| [01:39.890] | I' m the proudest descendant of every insurrection |
| [01:42.260] | You won' t see me defensive, I won' t live to tell it |
| [01:45.000] | I was built for resisting all of your vain oppression |
| [01:47.540] | I am not coexisting with all your plain rejection |
| [01:50.530] | I' m no less than the very thing you claim to be |
| [01:53.190] | My identity' s something you' ll never take from me |
| [01:56.520] | Dear Tita |
| [01:58.230] | I wanna think that it' s deeper than words I didn' t learn |
| [02:00.890] | Maybe all of it' s swelling up from a deeper hurt |
| [02:03.480] | Maybe all the betrayal we suffered ain' t addressed |
| [02:05.980] | Maybe grudges ain' t laid to rest |
| [02:07.480] | You can' t throw mud upon another not making a mess |
| [02:10.380] | I wanna fight back, but I' m saving my breath |
| [02:13.120] | I checked vast ocean, we crossed them, now out to wander |
| [02:16.180] | ' Cause the cause of it probably is lost in the water |
| [02:19.050] | Maybe it' s sleeping, creeping in the deep end |
| [02:21.610] | Or maybe our story just isn' t complete yet |
| [02:24.060] | Whatever it is, maybe finding the problem |
| [02:26.470] | Ain' t as vital as finding God trying to solve ' em |
| [02:29.780] | So I will keep the repercussions |
| [02:31.800] | Stay awake, no one sleep, the Reaper cousin |
| [02:34.010] | The seat I clutch is a destiny that I can' t retreat from |
| [02:36.730] | That' ll blossom, I promise, I' m talking sampaguita |
| [02:40.820] | Ooh, ooh, ooh |
| [02:42.660] | It' s in the words I never say |
| [02:49.060] | Love never needed translation |
| [02:52.920] | It' s in the words I never say |
| [02:59.320] | Ooh, ooh, ooh |
| [03:03.040] | It' s in the words I never say |
| [03:09.440] | Ooh, ooh, ooh |
| [03:13.300] | It' s in the words I never say |
| [03:20.170] | Maybe discovering who we are is accepting destiny |
| [03:23.200] | While admitting to not knowing where we' re going |
| [03:25.560] | Direction is just as important as destination |
| [03:28.890] | Maybe identity is bigger than past, present, or future |
| [03:32.290] | Maybe it' s all three together |
| [03:34.520] | But I hope this letter finds you well |
| [03:36.710] | And P. S., maybe our story is still being written |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Nak |
| [00:00.130] | zuò qǔ : Sam Ock |
| [00:00.260] | She told me, " How could you say you' re |
| [00:03.570] | Filipino if you don' t speak Tagalog? |
| [00:08.030] | You' re a disgrace" |
| [00:12.090] | |
| [00:16.220] | Since then, I never quite felt Filipino |
| [00:21.210] | But at the same time, I never felt fully American |
| [00:27.590] | It' s in the words I never say |
| [00:30.640] | But I know who I am |
| [00:33.370] | Dear Tita |
| [00:35.380] | Let' s open discussion |
| [00:36.070] | We approaching the truth and we all hoping to touch it |
| [00:39.330] | Been a long time coming ' cause I' m concerned we got separated |
| [00:41.920] | Diverging won' t get us any closer to summit |
| [00:44.340] | I remember that chilly night back in Chino |
| [00:46.430] | You told me I' m disgracing us Filipinos |
| [00:49.060] | ' Cause I was never taught, couldn' t speak Tagalog |
| [00:51.880] | Though we share the same blood, Rizal, Aguinaldo |
| [00:54.630] | God knows I try to beat the anguish |
| [00:56.530] | Feeling like I can' t love the motherland if I don' t speak the language |
| [00:59.670] | Never thought I' d be hated on by my own people |
| [01:02.140] | This American dream, this freaking whole sequel |
| [01:04.800] | What' s a blossom when all the roots are ashamed of it? |
| [01:07.530] | I' m hardly processing what the nature is |
| [01:09.920] | Though I didn' t learn the language of our home |
| [01:12.030] | I' ll love it with the language that I know |
| [01:13.980] | This is all I know Tita |
| [01:14.940] | Though the islands assemble as a whole shun me |
| [01:17.350] | I never felt I' m accepted up in my own country |
| [01:19.930] | Even my label of " Asian" often brought into question |
| [01:22.450] | I feel a harder disconnection when talking complexion |
| [01:25.160] | Why you pointing fingers? |
| [01:26.240] | You can' t grasp what' s happening while avoiding splinters |
| [01:29.070] | Similarity can trick, you better know the difference |
| [01:31.390] | Of no identity and no identity |
| [01:33.240] | I take history to support the inference |
| [01:35.360] | LapuLapu propaganda movement |
| [01:37.260] | Revolution, Bonifacio, the Katipunan |
| [01:39.890] | I' m the proudest descendant of every insurrection |
| [01:42.260] | You won' t see me defensive, I won' t live to tell it |
| [01:45.000] | I was built for resisting all of your vain oppression |
| [01:47.540] | I am not coexisting with all your plain rejection |
| [01:50.530] | I' m no less than the very thing you claim to be |
| [01:53.190] | My identity' s something you' ll never take from me |
| [01:56.520] | Dear Tita |
| [01:58.230] | I wanna think that it' s deeper than words I didn' t learn |
| [02:00.890] | Maybe all of it' s swelling up from a deeper hurt |
| [02:03.480] | Maybe all the betrayal we suffered ain' t addressed |
| [02:05.980] | Maybe grudges ain' t laid to rest |
| [02:07.480] | You can' t throw mud upon another not making a mess |
| [02:10.380] | I wanna fight back, but I' m saving my breath |
| [02:13.120] | I checked vast ocean, we crossed them, now out to wander |
| [02:16.180] | ' Cause the cause of it probably is lost in the water |
| [02:19.050] | Maybe it' s sleeping, creeping in the deep end |
| [02:21.610] | Or maybe our story just isn' t complete yet |
| [02:24.060] | Whatever it is, maybe finding the problem |
| [02:26.470] | Ain' t as vital as finding God trying to solve ' em |
| [02:29.780] | So I will keep the repercussions |
| [02:31.800] | Stay awake, no one sleep, the Reaper cousin |
| [02:34.010] | The seat I clutch is a destiny that I can' t retreat from |
| [02:36.730] | That' ll blossom, I promise, I' m talking sampaguita |
| [02:40.820] | Ooh, ooh, ooh |
| [02:42.660] | It' s in the words I never say |
| [02:49.060] | Love never needed translation |
| [02:52.920] | It' s in the words I never say |
| [02:59.320] | Ooh, ooh, ooh |
| [03:03.040] | It' s in the words I never say |
| [03:09.440] | Ooh, ooh, ooh |
| [03:13.300] | It' s in the words I never say |
| [03:20.170] | Maybe discovering who we are is accepting destiny |
| [03:23.200] | While admitting to not knowing where we' re going |
| [03:25.560] | Direction is just as important as destination |
| [03:28.890] | Maybe identity is bigger than past, present, or future |
| [03:32.290] | Maybe it' s all three together |
| [03:34.520] | But I hope this letter finds you well |
| [03:36.710] | And P. S., maybe our story is still being written |