we're gonna sing this song this coming Nov 17
during the Choral Festival.

i hope we do great!

kaiyak naman!!!!jejeje joke lng........

bawal 2mawid nakakamatay!!!!!!!!!!!!!

in school sumali kami para sa sayaw para sa kalikasan, we the Freshmen garnered 3rd place among the seniors,juniors and sophomores thanks to the help of our adviser.

this actually works
1-say a girl or a boys name you want to be with 2 times
2-say ur bestfriends name 5 times
3-post this on 4 other musics
4-press F8
5-you will see ur crushes name

umihi lng po sa tamang palikuran!

Return to a land called Paraiso,
a place where a dying river ends.
No birds there fly over Paraiso,
no space allows them to endure.

The smoke that screens the air,
the grass that's never there.

And if I could see a single bird, what a joy.
I try to write some words and create
a simple song to be heard
by the rest of the world.

I live in this land called Paraiso,
in a house made of cardboard floors and walls.
I learned to be free in Paraiso,
free to claim anything I see.
Matching rags for my clothes,
plastic bags for the cold.

And if empty cans were all I have, what a joy.
I never fight to take someone
else's coins and live with fear
like the rest of the boys.

Paraiso, help me make a stand.
Paraiso, take me by the hand
Paraiso, make the world understand
that if I could see a single bird, what a joy.
This tired and hungry land could expect
some truth and hope and respect
from the rest of the world.

Return to a land called Paraiso,
a place where a dying river ends.
No birds there fly over Paraiso,
no space allows them to endure.

The smoke that screens the air,
the grass that's never there.

And if I could see a single bird, what a joy.
I try to write some words and create
a simple song to be heard
by the rest of the world.

I live in this land called Paraiso,
in a house made of cardboard floors and walls.
I learned to be free in Paraiso,
free to claim anything I see.
Matching rags for my clothes,
plastic bags for the cold.

And if empty cans were all I have, what a joy.
I never fight to take someone
else's coins and live with fear
like the rest of the boys.

Paraiso, help me make a stand.
Paraiso, take me by the hand
Paraiso, make the world understand
that if I could see a single bird, what a joy.
This tired and hungry land could expect
some truth and hope and respect
from the rest of the world.

bawal magtapon ng basura dito!

I LOVE LEA SALONGA'S ORIGINAL VERSION