{"id":2401,"date":"2025-03-07T14:16:05","date_gmt":"2025-03-07T06:16:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ingeniumschool.edu.ph\/web\/?p=2401"},"modified":"2025-03-13T16:55:07","modified_gmt":"2025-03-13T08:55:07","slug":"the-ingenium-school-translation-2024-of-mi-ultimo-adios-by-dr-jose-rizal","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ingeniumschool.edu.ph\/web\/index.php\/2025\/03\/07\/the-ingenium-school-translation-2024-of-mi-ultimo-adios-by-dr-jose-rizal\/","title":{"rendered":"The Ingenium School Translation, 2024, of Mi Ultimo Adios by Dr. Jose Rizal"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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The Ingenium School Translation, 2024 of<\/span><\/p>

MI ULTIMO ADIOS of Dr. Jose Rizal<\/span><\/h3>

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This translation was done for use in the English subject (Poetry) of the Grade 10 Students of Ingenium School. Outside users are welcome, even encouraged, to avail of this material. The only condition is that its origins be acknowledged as \u201cThe Ingenium School Translation of Mi Ultimo Adios, 2024.<\/span><\/p>

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MI ULTIMO ADIOS<\/span><\/em><\/h4>

MY LAST FAREWELL<\/span><\/h2>

Translated by Fr. Edmundo M. Martinez<\/p>

Ingenium School, 2024<\/span><\/p>

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dedicated to my Grade 10 English Students of Ingenium School.<\/em><\/p>

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My Last Farewell<\/strong><\/h3>

English Translation<\/p>

1<\/strong><\/p>

Farewell, my sacred land, beloved soil of the sun<\/p>

Pearl of the Orient sea, our paradise profaned;<\/p>

With joy, I give to you my life,\u00a0 wilted and undone<\/p>

by grief; were it brighter, fresher, abloom as it began<\/p>

To you I give it still, to you consign unfeigned. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 5<\/p>

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2<\/strong><\/p>

In the field of battle, by mindless rage consumed completely,<\/p>

Others undoubting stake their lives unafraid to fall;\u00a0<\/p>

The place does not matter: whether cypress, laurel, or lily,<\/p>

Gallows or meadows, fighting boldly or martyred wrongly;<\/p>

They are one and the same when home and country call.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 10<\/p>

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3<\/strong><\/p>

I die as I see the sky bedeck itself in color<\/p>

At last to\u00a0 greet the dawn behind the sightless hood;<\/p>

And if you need the deepest red your dawn to smother<\/p>

Disgorge my blood, splurge it on this most fitting hour<\/p>

That by the bloodred sheen of your sun it may be hued. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a015<\/p>

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My dreams when I was still young and barely adolescent,<\/p>

My dreams as a grown man with vim and vigor aflame<\/p>

Were to see you one day, gem of the sea of the Orient,<\/p>

With sodden eyes wiped dry, brow unfurrowed and content,<\/p>

Held high with no more grief or pain or any stain of shame. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 20<\/p>

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5<\/strong><\/p>

The burning passion of my life, the longing for which I sigh:<\/p>

May you be blest and prosper! My soul cries out as it uncoils:<\/p>

Good fortune! Ah! How glorious to fall that you may fly,<\/p>

To die that\u00a0 you may live, to expire beneath your sky<\/p>

And there to sleep forever in your enchanted soil. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a025<\/p>

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6<\/strong><\/p>

If, on my tomb, amidst the thick and common grass,<\/p>

You one day see a simple flower bloom and thrive,<\/p>

Upraise it to your lips to kiss my soul at last<\/p>

That my brow, devoid of sense in the cold by the grave held fast,\u00a0<\/p>

May feel the softness of your breath, the warmth of being alive. \u00a0 \u00a0 30<\/p>

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7<\/strong><\/p>

Let the moon caress me with its soft and gentle beam;<\/p>

Let the dawn diffuse its splendor that soon enough will cease;<\/p>

Let the wailing wind wander with its mournful muted scream.<\/p>

If a bird descends upon my cross and alights abeam,<\/p>

Let it intone in song its canticle of peace. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 35<\/p>

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Allow the\u00a0 heat of the\u00a0 sun to evaporate the rain,<\/p>

Returning pure above, pursued\u00a0 by my crying sob;<\/p>

Allow a friend bemoan my early last remain.<\/p>

And if in the twilight hush, there prays a sad refrain,<\/p>

Pray also, Oh native land, for my quietude in God. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a040<\/p>

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Pray for the many who in pointless death expired,<\/p>

For all the legions abused\u00a0 beyond imagination,<\/p>

For poor mothers in deep and bitter sorrow mired,\u00a0<\/p>

For orphans, widows, convicts\u00a0 by cruel torture scarred;<\/p>

And pray for yourself that you finally find redemption. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 45<\/p>

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10<\/strong><\/p>

When the cemetery shrouds itself with the blackness of the night<\/p>

And only the lonesome dead keep vigil there,<\/p>

Do not disturb their rest, their enigmatic plight;<\/p>

Perchance you\u2019ll hear the\u00a0 zither\u2019s chords or the psalter at the site<\/p>

T\u2019is I, dear land, I that sing to you in prayer. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 50<\/p>

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And when, for all, my tomb becomes a buried witness<\/p>

Do not mark it with cross or stone so none forget!<\/p>

Plow it, with the hoe disperse it to obliviousness;<\/p>

And my ashes, before they go back again\u00a0 to nothingness,<\/p>

Will form the powder, the faithful dust, upon your carpet \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a055<\/p>

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And so, it matters not if I\u2019m consigned to oblivion;<\/p>

Your air, your space, your mountains valleys and plains\u2013the whole swathe<\/p>

I will traverse. Vibrantly clear you\u2019ll\u00a0 hear my invocation;<\/p>

Lights and colors and scent, moans and incantations\u2013<\/p>

All will be repeating always the essence of my faith. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 60<\/p>

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My dear beloved Philippines, sorrow of all my sorrows<\/p>

Do hear my last farewell, my hallowed idolized sod,<\/p>

Today I leave you all, my parents and everyone close;<\/p>

I go where there are no slaves or killers, despots that impose<\/p>

Their curse; where faith does not kill, where He who reigns is God. \u00a0 \u00a065<\/p>

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Farewell, my parents, my siblings, precious pieces of my soul<\/p>

Farewell my childhood friends in this hapless home of woes<\/p>

Give thanks that I leave the tiresome day that takes its toll!<\/p>

Farewell fair sweet foreigner, my friend, the joy of my soul<\/p>

Farewell beloved all that be; to die is to find repose. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a070<\/p>

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Mi Ultimo Adios<\/strong><\/h3>

Original Spanish<\/p>

1<\/strong><\/p>

Adios, Patria adorada, region del sol querida,<\/span><\/p>

Perla del Mar de Oriente, nuestro perdido Eden!<\/span><\/p>

A darte voy alegre la triste mustia vida,<\/span><\/p>

Y fuera m\u00e1s brillante m\u00e1s fresca, m\u00e1s florida,<\/span><\/p>

Tambien por t\u00ed la diera, la diera por tu bien. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 5<\/span><\/p>

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2<\/strong><\/p>

En campos de batalla, luchando con delirio<\/span><\/p>

Otros te dan sus vidas sin dudas, sin pesar;<\/span><\/p>

El sitio nada importa, cipr\u00e9s, laurel \u00f3 lirio,<\/span><\/p>

Cadalso \u00f3 campo abierto, combate \u00f3 cruel martirio,<\/span><\/p>

Lo mismo es si lo piden la patria y el hogar.<\/span> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 10<\/span><\/p>

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3<\/strong><\/p>

Yo muero cuando veo que el cielo se colora<\/span><\/p>

Y al fin anuncia el d\u00eda tr\u00e1s l\u00f3brego capuz;<\/span><\/p>

Si grana necesitas para te\u00f1ir tu aurora,<\/span><\/p>

Vierte la sangre m\u00eda, derr\u00e1mala en buen hora<\/span><\/p>

Y d\u00f3rela un reflejo de su naciente luz.<\/span> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a015<\/span><\/p>

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Mis sue\u00f1os cuando apenas muchacho adolescente,<\/span><\/p>

Mis sue\u00f1os cuando joven ya lleno de vigor,<\/span><\/p>

Fueron el verte un d\u00eda, joya del mar de oriente<\/span><\/p>

Secos los negros ojos, alta la tersa frente,<\/span><\/p>

Sin ce\u00f1o, sin arrugas, sin manchas de rubor.\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a020<\/span><\/p>

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Ensue\u00f1o de mi vida, mi ardiente vivo anhelo,<\/span><\/p>

Salud te grita el alma que pronto va \u00e1 partir!<\/span><\/p>

Salud! ah que es hermoso caer por darte vuelo,<\/span><\/p>

Morir por darte vida, morir bajo tu cielo,<\/span><\/p>

Y en tu encantada tierra la eternidad dormir.<\/span> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a025<\/span><\/p>

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Si sobre mi sepulcro vieres brotar un dia<\/span><\/p>

Entre la espesa yerba sencilla, humilde flor,<\/span><\/p>

Ac\u00e9rcala a tus labios y besa al alma m\u00eda,<\/span><\/p>

Y sienta yo en mi frente bajo la tumba fr\u00eda<\/span><\/p>

De tu ternura el soplo, de tu h\u00e1lito el calor.\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 30<\/span><\/p>

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Deja \u00e1 la luna verme con luz trafnquila y suave;<\/span><\/p>

Deja que el alba env\u00ede su resplandor ugaz,<\/span><\/p>

Deja gemir al viento con su murmullo grave,<\/span><\/p>

Y si desciende y posa sobre mi cruz un ave<\/span><\/p>

Deja que el ave entone su cantico de paz.<\/span> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 35<\/span><\/p>

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Deja que el sol ardiendo las lluvias evapore<\/span><\/p>

Y al cielo tornen puras con mi clamor en pos,<\/span><\/p>

Deja que un s\u00e9r amigo mi fin temprano llore<\/span><\/p>

Y en las serenas tardes cuando por mi alguien ore<\/span><\/p>

Ora tambien, Oh Patria, por mi descanso \u00e1 Dios!\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 40<\/span><\/p>

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Ora por todos cuantos murieron sin ventura,<\/span><\/p>

Por cuantos padecieron tormentos sin igual,<\/span><\/p>

Por nuestras pobres madres que gimen su amargura;<\/span><\/p>

Por hu\u00e9rfanos y viudas, por presos en tortura<\/span><\/p>

Y ora por t\u00ed que veas tu redencion final.<\/span> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 45<\/span><\/p>

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Y cuando en noche oscura se envuelva el cementerio<\/span><\/p>

Y solos s\u00f3lo muertos queden velando all\u00ed,<\/span><\/p>

No turbes su reposo, no turbes el misterio<\/span><\/p>

Tal vez acordes oigas de citara \u00f3 salterio,<\/span><\/p>

Soy yo, querida Patria, yo que te canto \u00e1 ti.<\/span> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a050<\/span><\/p>

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Y cuando ya mi tumba de todos olvidada<\/span><\/p>

No tenga cruz ni piedra que marquen su lugar,<\/span><\/p>

Deja que la are el hombre, la esparza con la azada,<\/span><\/p>

Y mis cenizas antes que vuelvan \u00e1 la nada,<\/span><\/p>

El polvo de tu alfombra que vayan \u00e1 formar.<\/span> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a055<\/span><\/p>

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Entonces nada importa me pongas en olvido,<\/span><\/p>

Tu atm\u00f3sfera, tu espacio, tus valles cruzar\u00e9,<\/span><\/p>

Vibrante y limpia nota ser\u00e9 para tu oido,<\/span><\/p>

Aroma, luz, colores, rumor, canto, gemido<\/span><\/p>

Constante repitiendo la esencia de mi f\u00e9.<\/span> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 60<\/span><\/p>


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Mi Patria idolatrada, dolor de mis dolores,<\/span><\/p>

Querida Filipinas, oye el postrer adios.<\/span><\/p>

Ahi te dejo todo, mis padres, mis amores.<\/span><\/p>

Voy donde no hay esclavos, verdugos ni opresores,<\/span><\/p>

Donde la f\u00e9 no mata, donde el que reyna es Dios.<\/span> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 65<\/span><\/p>

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Adios, padres y hermanos, trozos del alma m\u00eda,<\/span><\/p>

Amigos de la infancia en el perdido hogar,<\/span><\/p>

Dad gracias que descanso del fatigoso d\u00eda;<\/span><\/p>

Adios, dulce extrangera, mi amiga, mi alegria,<\/span><\/p>

Adios, queridos s\u00e9res morir es descansar.\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 70<\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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