Magda [English translation]

[Rico]

Magdalena what's the matter?

Why can't you be free from chains?

And every night you're a prisoner of your occupation today

Magdalena what's the matter?

We all know you were just a kid before

and you're a princess to your father

What happened to you?

This is a story about a girl

who is asleep in the morning, awake at night

Her face is filled with makeup

in a place where the lights are blinking on and off

Let's begin the story

[Gloc-9]

I am her close friend

Ernesto is my name

The story you all need to know

Don't pretend to be blind anymore

Why do we fancy someone else's dirty secrets?

I will grant what you want

Do you know who's Magda?

She's my childhood friend since we're young

We're always together, paper boats on the stream

Her smile lightens up the whole place

and when she passes by, necks are turning

Very beautiful when she became a lady

Everytime I talk to her, I'm often dazed

Even if I'm attracted, I forced to keep my mouth shut

and my heartbeat just for her

And on the dance floor, after we graduated

my face got sweaty so I wiped some powder

even if it's not equally spread, she's on the rush pulling (somebody)

she introduced a guy from Manila

[Rico]

Magdalena what's the matter?

Why can't you be free from chains?

And every night you're a prisoner of your occupation today

Magdalena what's the matter?

We all know you were just a kid before

and you're a princess to your father

What happened to you?

[Gloc-9]

Years have passed me by

I tried to escape it

however I realized exactly what I need

I can't divert my feelings to someone else

I'm loving her still, I will look for Magda

I traveled while praying to reach her

in the place where she is said to be working

I saw her picture attached to a door

Even with a colored hair, I will never forget

Her eyes and the sweetness of her smile

and because I'm joyful I didn't hesitate

I hurriedly went inside the room but why is it dark?

Plenty of tables and many drunk are drinking

There's a sudden applause and a slow song played

In a small stage, I already saw her

I started to wonder, I asked, scratched my head

Why is she dancing with only her shoes on?

[Rico]

This is a story about a girl

who is asleep in the morning, awake at night

Her face is filled with makeup

in a place where the lights are blinking on and off

Let's continue the story

[Gloc-9]

She quickly went off with me without nervousness

She treats me like a boyfriend, it's somewhat doubtful

We dropped off from a taxi we hitched in Sta. Mesa

I'm like the protagonist on the following scenes

If this is a dream, I don't want to wake up anymore

but I had a dream, I woke up in the morning

The only thing left is a note on the floor

A letter for me which was written by her all night

Even if confused, I tried to read it

I will never forget the words she said to me

[Jennylyn & Gloc-9]

Ernesto my love, I know you're in a deep sleep

I didn't say goodbye, I didn't wake you up

By the way thanks for the *Calamay you've brought me

and to the happiest night of my life

When I left our village, all I thought

I would find the one true love I was looking for

I searched everywhere and to anybody

I never thought this would be my destination

Instead of saving me, I was pushed to the edge

This is what *cluthing the blade on the knife means

If it stinks, rinse it. If it's itchy, medicate it.

If can't stand it, drift the attention

Even if I'm getting paid for being a whore

Who's familiar to the smell of different guys' saliva

There's one thing I can be at least proud of

you're the only guy I've kissed on the lips

Although I want to remain in your embrace

I may be glad because you were able to find me

There might be no broom to clean the mess

and a girl like me is never worthy of you

I dreamed of you bringing me to the altar

however plenty of pain made me heartless

I will never forget your rapturous kiss

but please I'm begging you to no longer return

It's a gift from above to be acquainted with you

Thank you for the memories. Love, Magda

[Rico]

Magdalena what's the matter?

Why can't you be free from chains?

And every night you're a prisoner of your occupation today

Magdalena what's the matter?

We all know you were just a kid before

and you're a princess to your father

What happened to you?

This is a story about one girl.

• Artist:Gloc-9
• Album:Liham at Lihim