Amidst the amber Southern sky
Villagers heard the seagulls cry
Billowing waves of the Orient seas
Freedom fighters found themselves unleashed
Zamboanga! The place they seek Peace.
Colored vintas sailed night and day,
Blooming Bouganvillas spread along the way
Living Fortress of the Ancient Past
Built in hardship never outlast
Known across the sea as World class.
Tribes of multi-cultural highlanders
Customs and traditions preserved by forefathers
Christians, Muslims and Lumads thrived as brothers
Despite diverse idealism and beliefs,
Such strong bond, no room for mischiefs.
Islanders speaks the language of goodwill
In school we understand, the link we feel
Even the whispers of the Portal doves
Our language speaks the value of love
Heaven’s gate opens from above.
The diverse region of the archipelago
Speaks dialects that locals can undergo.
Each island rich in culture and tradition
Mapped by chieftains for generation
Adopting the language is always a mission.
A place blessed with natures’ resources
Both in land and water abundant forces.
Rare sea shells, corals and fishes
South sea pearls feast maidens wishes
Everything has it, at reasonable prices.
Echoes of prayers from dusk to dawn
Welcomes devotees whispers of Angelus shown
Brothers Muslim in their beliefs in Islam
Slim difference with the sacred Lamb
All bow down respecting the Son.
Dios Mio! Allah! A call of Worship
Signals the sounding fellowship
Tested bound of ultimate relationship
No matter what the difference may bar
We are united, and there is no room for war.