"First Quarter Storm"
By: Kat Ulrike
Forward comrades towards Manila
Forward comrade youth and students
Workers, peasants, all oppressed masses
For the sun will soon rise from the east
We all stayed awake until the sun breaks
With papers all invoked a message
About this First Quarter rising
The dawn of a Nation coming
Of marches all towards Mendiola
Of protests from Congress, Luneta
With riot police waiting for us
Eyes pointing 'gainst us for the beat
From our chants we raised our voices
In speeches we call to avenge
Against feudal lords, compradores
Of puppet tyrants and its lords
Policemen now wanting to beat us
Will charge with shields raised against
They'll beat every young men and women
Disquiet will soon paved to rage
Oil bombs are throwing over their posts
Pillboxes will soon fill the stage
The order's been shaken as the masses
Arise from its slumber unafraid
The order responded with their truncheons
And bright red blood had stained the way
But pain doesn't matter for the people
Still, the sun rises in the east
Arrests and reprisals soon follow
But the storm can't driven away
Even they will send us to stockades
The awakened soon follow the way
No matter the laws will hinder us
No matter the truncheons will block us
The masses will break their reaction
The people's cry is revolution!
The Mountains and forests are calling
As the People's Army are marching
The countryside's struggle continuing
The prairie fire as vastly burning
I hope my love tells my mother
That I'll still fight the order then, again
And tell her that I'm with the people's army
For martyrs, and fallen be avenged
Our comrades will take out the weapons
In mountains will all fight again
The red flag will rise and flutter
the sun will rise over the east
Forward comrades towards Manila
Forward comrade youth and students
Workers, peasants, all oppressed masses
For the sun will soon rise from the east