| ROSAS PANDAN
Ania si Rosas Pandan
Gikan pa intawon sa kabukiran
Kaninyo makiguban-uban
Sa gisaulog nga kalingawan
Balitaw day akong puhunan
Maoy kabilin sa akong ginikanan
Awit nga labing karaan
Nga garbo ning atong kabungturan
Dika ding dika ding dika ding
Ayay sa atong balitaw
Manindot pa ug sayaw
Daw yamog ang kabugnaw
Dika dong dika dong dika dong
Ayay usab si Dodong
Nagtan-aw kang Inday
Nagtabisay ang laway
Ayayay ayayay ayayay
Aya-ay sa akong balitaw
Kanindot ba mosayaw
Daw yamog ang kabugnaw
Tigadong tigadong tigadong
Ayay usab si Dodong
Nagtan-aw kang Inday
Nagtabisay ang laway
Balitaw day akong puhunan
Maoy kabilin sa akong ginikanan
Awit nga labing karaan
Nga garbo ning atong kabungturan
Ayayay ayayay ayayay
Aya-ay sa akong balitaw
Kanindot ba mosayaw
Daw yamog ang kabugnaw
Tigadong tigadong tigadong
Ayay usab si Dodong
Nagtan-aw kang Inday
Nagtabisay ang laway
Ayayay ayayay ayayay
Aya-ay sa akong balitaw
Kanindot ba mosayaw
Daw yamog ang kabugnaw
Tigadong tigadong tigadong
Ayay usab si Dodong
Nagtan-aw kang Inday
Nagtabisay ang laway
Nagtan-aw kang Inday
Nagtabisay ang laway
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ROSAS PANDAN
Here is Rosas Pandan
Just arrived from the mountains
To be with all of you
To celebrate the fiesta
This song is my livelihood
An inheritance from my parents
A most ancient song
The pride of our hill country
Dika ding dika ding dika ding
Hey!, our song
Is still nice to dance to
Like fog on a cold day
Dika dong dika dong dika dong
Hey!, also the young man
He's looking at the young lady
His drool is falling
Ayayay ayayay ayayay
Hey!, my song
Is it nice to dance to
Like fog on a cold day
Tigadong tigadong tigadong
Hey!, also the young man
He's looking at the young lady
His drool is falling
This song is my livelihood
An inheritance from my parents
A most ancient song
The pride of our hill country
Ayayay ayayay ayayay
Hey!, my song
Is it nice to dance to
Like fog on a cold day
Tigadong tigadong tigadong
Hey!, also the young man
He's looking at the young lady
His drool is falling
Ayayay ayayay ayayay
Hey!, my song
Is it nice to dance to
Like fog on a cold day
Tigadong tigadong tigadong
Hey!, also the young man
He's looking at the young lady
His drool is falling
He's looking at the young lady
His drool is falling
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